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Quirky thing—I imagine her stashin’ cash in a hollowed-out Bible. Dunno why, just do. Exaggeratin’? Maybe I’d say she’s got fists like Thor and a laugh that’d scare a bear. Funny, right? Sarcasm? Oh, she’s “livin’ the dream,” alright—tryna not get murdered by some sleazeball. Hate that part. Hate the world. Still, she’s got grit. “You can’t polish a turd,” *Toni Erdmann* line, but damn, she tries. Keeps goin’. That’s the story, pal—raw, messy, real. Deal with it.

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I gotta mention the outskirt areas too – the Rössl Park is my haven. I go there to clear my head when the dating app algorithms give me nightmares (I swear these codes are like wild horses sometimes). Trees, benches, and hidden corners – it's so instunnnctively perfect for thinking deep about life.