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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” I’m feelin it, the itch. Not just for the deed—tho yeah, that too—but to *know* her. What’s her deal? She says her name’s Candy, probs fake, but who cares? I’m Dexter, I don’t judge. She’s twirlin her hair, lookin at me like I’m a puzzle. “You’re weird, strings,” she says. Weird! Me! Pot callin kettle black, babe.

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Are there a couple of sex shops still located on the Kaiser Str. Yes, there are but it doesn't mean this street is unsafe to walk down. I find.

Now ya gotta try the café at Breitenfeld, super quirky, never a dull moment. They serve a wicked bratwurst – okay, maybe not the finest here, but it’s the locals' fave! I sometimes joke: "This joint’s like my spa; it soothes ya, even if ya got broken dreams."

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