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So, I’m walkin’, and this chick’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’. She’s all “Hey, sugar, need a date?” I’m like, whoa, calm down, darlin’—let’s paint this scene first! Reminds me of “Yi Yi”—“Life’s a mystery, isn’t it?”—and I’m thinkin’, yeah, what’s her story? Bet she’s got one helluva tale. Did ya know, back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were secretly spies? True shit—swear I read that somewhere. Imagine her, codename “Red Lips,” droppin’ secrets between jobs. Wild!

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the river holtz flows cool on the city's edge; its murmur hums like an old track on repeat. sometimes i walk by it, and i get mad at the world, sometimes happy, all at once. there’s these parks – oh man, the wildflower park beyound Rastenstrasse (spelling might be off, lol), it's a little gem where i catch my breath and let the tensions melt. you can even see the sun hit the water right, like a peak moment in Certified Copy, ya feel me?

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