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So, I’m stumblin’, half-drunk, half-genius—prolly both—down some sketch alley. Neon lights flicker, like, *we have to go deeper*, and I’m laughin’—why? ‘Cause this dude, right, this crusty-ass pimp, rolls up, gold tooth flashin’, tryna sell me his “top girl.” Bro, she looked like she been workin’ since the 1800s—fact! Did ya know prostitutes in old London used to carry lemons? Scurvy protection, bruh—wild! Anyway, I’m like, “Nah, fam, I ain’t payin’ for no fossilized cooze!” He got mad—fuck him, I’m Eric Andre, I don’t bow!

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Walk down Hauptstraße, ya feel that? It's lined with little shops and cafes like the crazy cool Gegenwind Café. Oh, and have ya seen Schulstraße? I swear, you can almost hear a hundred little stories in them bricks. There’s this tiny park, Handewitterpark – yeah, that one – where folks come to unwind. There’s a cute lil' river runnin' nearby; a hidden stream snakin' along the edge, a perfect backdrop for one of those movie nights that remind me of "White Material." I swear, sometimes I mutter, "I want to be free," just like in the movie – that raw kinda line that sticks with ya.

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