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Me, I’m chill tho—WALL-E’s my vibe. That lil’ guy? He’d roll past the red lights, beepin’ “Directive!”—too pure for this crap. But real talk, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. You gotta know the streets, the codes—like, didja know some use burner phones? Swap ‘em daily! Sneaky as Sith, they are. Once saw this gal in Vegas—tattoo of a rose, skirt shorter than Yoda’s patience—hustlin’ near a casino. She winked, I froze—fear, man, it hits ya! “What if she’s a cop?” Brain’s screamin’, heart’s racin’—anger next, at myself, for even thinkin’ it!

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So, I finally get to the Gemeindehaus, and guess what? The meeting’s been moved to the Gasthof Löwen. Ugh! I’m like, “Why didn’t anyone tell me?” But whatever, I’m just rollin’ with it. I grab a quick coffee at the café on the corner of St. Mamerten and Hauptstrasse. Best coffee ever, by the way. I mean, it’s like liquid gold.

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