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So we’re walkin’, and I’m ramblin’ bout “The Assassin”—she don’t care, obvi. “To act, one must decide,” I mumble, quotin’ the flick, tryna sound deep. She rolls her eyes, but I’m in, man! Exaggeratin’ in my head—Homer, king of the night! Truth is, it’s shady, risky, and I’m half scared she’s gonna rob me blind. Still, kinda thrilling—d’oh!—like a donut heist gone wrong.

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Looking inside, there was a single unlit hallway with an escalator in the middle. Then I noticed a sorta "red" ambience coming off the first floor. I got closer and I observed a line of four women Missing: Lastrup.

I gotta say, my relaxation biz really taught me to notice the little details. You see how the old brick buildings on Gassenweg lean like they're whisperin’ secrets? Love that. And oh boy – the river Lastrup flows near the Norderfeld. Its soft gurgling reminds me how nature works its magic over time. I once got so lost in thought near the water, I almost forgot to breathe, man!

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