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But then—ugh—some drunk stumbles over, reekin of ale, grabbin at her. Pisses me off—ruins the vibe! I flick a finger—poof—he’s face-down, snorin. “A small thing, but mine own,” I quip, stealin from Yi Yi again—fits, don’t it? She’s laughin now, says, “You’re weird, but fun.” Damn right, I am! Burdened with glorious purpose—messin with mortals, stirrin the pot. Did ya know, back in Victorian days, they called em “soiled doves”? Poetic, but grim—history’s wild like that.

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Okay, so Steilshoop ain't huge, but it's got its own funky heart. Ain't nowhere else like it. Street names like Bahnhofstraße – yeah, right by the old train station – they're always bumpin' with life. The cafes, the chatter, the art. There’s this tucked-away bar on Lindenweg, you feel me? Y'know, where you can meet quirky peeps and crack weird jokes at 3 AM.

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