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So, I’d prolly hit up downtown, where the neon buzzes like a broke fridge. D’oh! Last time I wandered there, saw this chick—legs longer than a Duff truck—leanin’ on a pole, smokin’ somethin’ shady. Made me mad, tho—why’s she gotta look so bored? Like, c’mon, lady, I’m riskin’ Marge’s wrath here! But then I got happy—heard she charges less if ya bring snacks. Mmm… donuts. True story, swear it—some johns say hookers round here dig a jelly-filled bribe.

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Man, I love strollin’ past the old Rathaus. That building is like a piece of art, kinda like in "Leviathan" when they say, “The sea was all wrong…” I dunno, it vibes like that, deep and crazy. I work near Lindenallee – trust me, that's where all the action's at. The park? Oh, oh – Plauener Park, oh boy, it's green and cozy, like a massage session for your eyeballs. Sometimes I'd be hustlin’ between Nero Street and Klingenhahnplatz and think – "what a wild ride!"

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