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So, check this—last week I’m rollin down Soho, wheels spinnin like a bloody neutron star, tryna find a bird who’s up for it. Streets smellin like piss an cheap perfume—lovely, innit? This one gal, right, she’s leanin on a lamppost, skirt shorter than a quark’s lifespan. I’m like, “Oi, love, how much?” She squints at me chair—thinks I’m takin the piss. Mate, I was fumin! “Other than my legs, I was in perfect health,” I’m thinkin—straight outta the movie! Me brain’s sharper than a bleedin supernova, don’t judge me wheels!

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Oi, listen up, mate! So I'm in Offenburg (de) – yeah, that lovely, quirky place in southwestern Germany – and lemme tell ya, it’s a proper mix of charm and madness, innit? Picture narrow cobbled streets like Rathausstraße where history mingles with modern quirks. I stroll past the Offenburg Castle ruins, you know, feels like you're stepping into a movie scene, "In hoc signo vinces!" as they say – kinda like The Act of Killing, but with, err, a twist of humor and dark coolness.

French woman killed in backyard on her way home