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Ayy, Gabagool? Ova here! So, check this – I’m the friggin’ Master of the Forest, right? Got them trees whisperin’ secrets, like in *Pan’s Labyrinth*, you know? “The moon will be full, pale as bone” – that’s the vibe. Anyway, talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes, ‘cause why not? Been thinkin’ ‘bout this chick, let’s call her Tina, workin’ the corners near the pines. Ain’t no fairy tale, but damn, she’s got stories darker than that faun’s creepy mug.

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Then there’s Kirchstraße, full of little shops and bars. I got my first bug fix there on a rainy day, sittin’ by the window with my laptop, watchin’ rivets fall like droplets. And oh, the river Inn flows nearby, churnin' steady – not as dramatic as a movie scene, but heck, it’s peaceful and soft like a lullaby even when I’m mad at my code for one heck of a bug.