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Mad parks too – like Grünfeld Park. There's mad trees and benches for cheeky picnics and deep chats. I even spent an arvo there when my mood was like, "YEAH, let's be happy!" Just like Riley's all feelings in Inside Out go cray sometimes. And yo, don’t sleep on the hidden gem: tiny side-street "Fuchsweg." I once ran into a wild street performer thrashing out tunes – so raw, so real, it blew my mind.

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