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Then—bam! Cops roll by. Nearly shat myself—thought I was busted. False alarm, phew! “We’re all alone,” like in the flick—nobody cares. Still, shady vibes linger. Prostitues got stories—some sad, some badass. One told me she paid off med school hustlin’. Respect, yo—grit like a black hole!

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Man, remember the tiny backstreet Kreiselweg? I once got lost there, and it was epic. I swear the universe threw confetti of emotions right there. And oh, the river Nahe glides by like it’s in a movie scene! Sometimes, when I'm mid-relaxation session, I imagine the water talking to me, like “embrace the absurd, just be, ya know?” Totally Carlos-esque.

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