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Last week, I’m prowlin’ the streets—sketchy alleys, neon lights flickerin’ like a busted flux capacitor. Saw this gal, right? Total pro, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a cig like she owns the joint. Great Scott! She’s got that “I’m in charge” vibe—like Sean Parker sayin’, “A million dollars isn’t cool, you know what’s cool?” I’m thinkin’, “A billion tricks, that’s cool!” Hah! Made me laugh, but also—damn, she’s smooth.

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Interview Summary: Hans Hartenstein, born on January 27, in Vienna, Austria, discusses his pre-war life; the Anschluss; the arrest and detention of his.

I love that my work as a relaxation specialist lets me see what y’all miss. I see the subtle hum of daily life. Like near Bahnhofstraße, the hustle’s raw, man. It’s chaotic but calming at the same time! I remember once, I sat on a bench at Marktplatz. The vibes were so intense, my brain almost exploded – in a good way, like a mixtape drop.

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