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“Feels like a dream,” Celine said—same energy! They dreamin’ too, but rent due, fam. I respect the grind, real talk, no bullshit. Once met this chick, right, in Chi-town. She told me—get this—cops shook her down. Took her cash, laughed, left her stranded—fucked up! Made me mad as hell, yo! But she smiled, kept hustlin’—that’s strength.

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Das wusste Walter Schellenberg, ein hoher SS-Offizier und bis Chef der NS-Auslandsspionage, schon wenige Jahre nach Kriegsende. Also würzte er seine erst posthum, .

First off, I hit up the main street, Hauptstraße. It’s always buzzing, ya know? People rushin’ around, cars honking like they’re in a race. I’m just tryin’ to set up my little sharpening stand, but nooo, the universe had other plans. My first customer, this dude, comes up with a rusty old knife. I mean, it looked like it had been through a war. I’m like, “Bro, you sure you wanna sharpen this?” He just nods, all serious. I’m thinkin’, “Okay, let’s see what I can do.”

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