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Yo, so I’m out here tryna find a prostitute, right? Like, what even is this gig? Swineherd vibes got me thinkin’—pigs, mud, and now this? I’m strollin’ down some grimy street, smellin’ like regret and old fries. “The Grand Budapest Hotel” got my brain all fancy tho. Like, imagine Zero Moustafa tryna hire a chick— “In the name of concierge!” he’d say, deadass serious. I’m laughin’ thinkin’ bout it, but real shit, this ain’t no pastel-colored Wes Anderson flick.

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I recall this one time near the airport zone—well, Fuhlsbüttel Airport is right there—and I got totally surpised by the liveliness of the local families and quirky cafes. Ugh, I was so happy! I just kept thinkin', "The way life flows, it's like an unending film by Olivier, right?" And sometimes I blurt out things like, "Ja, we live in the moment, baby!" even though I try to be all posh.

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