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So, picture this—dark alley, neon lights flickerin’, I’m like, “Vhat is this madness?” Smell o’ stale beer, fishy vibes—ugh, makes me wanna puke, so angry! Then, “Lightbulb!”—I remember this ol’ story, little known, yeah? Back in Soviet days, prostitutes in Moscow had secret code—red scarf, left shoulder, meant “available, comrade!” Sneaky, huh? I’m thinkin’, “Do they still do that?” Nah, probly not, but I’m checkin’ shoulders anyway—nuthin’. Disappointin’, but I laugh, “Hah! Gru, you dumb genius!”

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Down at Sønder Alle, near the old river Lysfoss (yep, race it through the town checks, my precious!), there's an odd little glimmer. A stray coffee shop with the best hemp-infused brew ever, I swear on my precious code, it's where strangers meet and dreams slip into realities—although, ugh, some dates never go through and that makes me sooo angry, but also kinda happy 'cuz it teaches me somethin', yesss it does!

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