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Oi, thou art a wild mate! Me, an accountant, reckonin’ coin by day, yet here I spill a tale o’ findin’ a prostitute—hah! Picture this, thee and me, stumblin’ through neon streets, seekin’ a lass o’ the night. “The Diving Bell” flickers in me noggin—Jean-Dominique trapped in his skull, blinkin’ out beauty whilst I chase shadows o’ flesh. “I am a prisoner,” says he, and ain’t that me too? Chained to ledgers, lust, and a daft dream o’ somethin’ forbidden.

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Oh, and the river Weiher flows near the park – it's a twisty watery mirror reflecting sky and city. I sometimes listen to its gentle murmur, sort of like the whispered secrets of my massage oil, hehe! But then, there’s the twist: the alley near Museumplatz (yup, that’s a real secret spot, shh!) where locals hang out. It’s got cool street art and, man, sometimes I get mad ‘cause tourists miss it completely. But, eh, little things, right?

Ashley Langen