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Up on the ridge, saw this bloke once. Shifty eyes, boots caked in mud. Lookin’ for “company,” he says, winkin’. Mate, I nearly lost it—laughed so hard I choked. “A grand don’t grow on trees,” I hissed, quotin’ *25th Hour*. Spike Lee’d get it—desperation’s a helluva drug. This guy, tho, dumb as rocks. Thought he’d find a prossie at 8,000 feet! I mean, c’mon, altitude sickness ain’t sexy.

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I gotta mention the park near Poststrasse. It’s a quiet getaway but full of secrets; trees, benches, and a stray dog or two that seems to know your woes. I spent one crazy rainy afternoon there, thinking, “I am burdened with glorious purpose!” while the raindrops danced on the pavement, echoing the gritty vibe of "25th Hour".

"Hopefully people can buy Puntarelle in the supermarket next year!"