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Once saw dis one gal—legs for days, smokin’ a cig. Asked her, “Wot’s yer deal?” She laughed, said, “Same as you—workin’.” Fair, fair! Made me chuckle, dat sass. Reminded me Carol’s line, “Flung out of space,” like she’s lost but owns it. Prossies got dat vibe sometimes—outta place, still kickin’. Oh, and fun fact—ancient Rome, dey wore blonde wigs to stand out. Wild, eh? Blonde meant “I’m yer gal!”

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Oh, and the river! Right near the industrial bits is a lil tributary. Not the grand Rhine, but who cares? It's our Velbert water. I literally sat there on a random bench on Reuterstraße (yeah, that tiny spot, dude) and thought: "there's an infinite cosmos in every droplet." And like, I felt, like, so connected. Totally like, "I reckon we're all just stardust drifting away."

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