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We haggle—cos I’m a cheap git sometimes—and she’s all, “You’re trouble, you.” Damn right! Reminds me of that *Blue* scene: “I’m scared of you, but I’m here.” Gets me giddy, that mix of danger and pull. Fun fact: in Amsterdam, they got windows for this—literal shoppin’ for prossies! Wild, right? I’m picturin’ her there, red lights glowin’, me sippin’ mead, laughin’ at mortals trippin’ over their morals.

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Now, as a family psychologist, I’ve got this weird knack for noticing the subtle vibes here. You stroll past Rathausplatz, the old town hall square, and you feel it—history, serenity, and an undercurrent of mystery, maybe even secrets whispered by the wind. I remember once, while walking near Lindenweg—yep, that quiet little street off the beaten path—I had this heart-to-heart with a complete stranger on a park bench at Park der Eichen. I swear, we connected in about a minute, like our souls were pinned together. Truly, "tempus fugit", eh?

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