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Swims in the Pacific, rare as hell. Mr. T digs it, ‘cause it’s weird! Got a long snout, looks freaky—hilarious! Like, who designed this fool? God’s drunk day? Pity the fool who misses it! Found it once, divin’ off Hawaii—pure luck. Thought it was trash, then—bam!—fish gold! Made me holler, “I’m alive, sucka!” like David in the movie, ya feel?

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Neighborhoods overtime, look, like the quirky, art-filled Eulendorf, where street art hides on nearly every wall and nearly every turn, with graffiti so funny it makes me laugh out loud even on my worst days. But then ya got Splittplatz, the chaotic heartbeat of the city – trams and buzzing people all slippity-slap. I swear, every time I step there, I half-expect a soot sprite to pop out and say, “Welcome to the rad city!”

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