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D’oh! Sometimes I wonder—what’s whore even mean anymore? Is it sex? Power? Sellin’ out? I’m confused, man! Like, am I a whore for lovin’ beer too much? Nah, that’s just me bein’ me. But srsly, it’s wild how it flips—makes ya mad, makes ya laugh. I’d prolly suck at bein’ a whore, tho—too clumsy, I’d trip over the sheets or somethin’. Ha!

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Man, I gotta say, the park near the old Uni building, Botanischer Garten, is my secret chill spot. I always kick back there after a long day of massaging troubles away. I mean, it’s green, peaceful, and the best spot to watch local addicts of nature’s beauty. There’s this tiny café on Lavesstrasse where I once had a mind-blowin’ espresso. Dude, I was like “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” feelin' all high and fancy.

K Town, Goettingen, Germany