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Mr. T’s seen it all, sucka! Walked downtown once, shady streets—pimps eyeballin’ me. Felt like Saul, lost in Auschwitz, “Where’s the rabbi?!” But here it’s, “Where’s the chick?!” Found one—Legs up to her neck! She’s smokin’ hot, but I’m thinkin’, “Man, this ain’t no picnic.” Cost me fifty bucks—fifty! Back in ’85, that was lunch money! Inflation’s a punk, I swear.

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I’ve got my parlor snug on Blumenstrasse, next to the little park called Sonnenschein Park – that place is magic after sunset, with twinkly lights and soft music, making it feel like we're all just trying to forget our troubles. Ruh-roh! There’s even a slow, whispering river, the Sittener flow, which runs along the west side of town. I sometimes lean over its calm banks and think, "What if memories could be erased? Would we be happier?" (Yeah, just like in the movie, man.)

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