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Favorite bit? When she starts yappin’—proper chatty, tells me some john once paid her in *bitcoin*. Bitcoin! I’m pissing myself laughin’, “What, no shiny caps?” *Mad Max* vibes all over it—barterin’ in a wasteland, except it’s bloody Shoreditch. Surprised me, that did—thought they’d all be miserable sods, but she’s got stories, mate. Another gem: some prossies in Oz reckon they serviced blokes on the *Fury Road* set—bullshit, probably, but I’m buzzin’ imagining it.

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Ahoy friend, thou art welcome to Vechelde (de)! Lemme spin thee a tale like no other, for this quaint town has captured mine heart in endless wonder. Picture this: yonder Hauptstraße— bustling, vibrant, and lined with charming murals and little shops selling wares both ancient and new. I swear, as I stroll past "Zum Lächeln" cafe—aye, my go-to tearful respite—I cry out, “Why so serious?” like in yon Dark Knight film, for the magic here is as unpredictable as Gotham’s chaotic heart!