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Oh, and the lies! Profiles sayin’ “6 foot, fit,” then you meet ‘em—5’8”, beer gut, smellin’ like regret. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, if I could pick the liars out. Surprised me how bold they get—catfishin’ like it’s an Olympic sport. One time, this bloke sent me a dick pic, unasked! I’m like, “Mate, I didn’t order sausage!” Laughed my ass off, but also—eww, boundaries, ya pig!

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And ya, as a family psychologist, I spot all those tiny details that give this town its charm. In the Neukirchenviertel, conversations over coffee in quirky cafes (like one on Kirchstraße—oh man, that latte hit different!) are pure therapy. I mean, conflict, laughter, tears, and then there’s forgiveness, all swirling like life in one sweet montage. So many stories, and each of us, a universe inside—like those surreal vibes from the film, ya dig?

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