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Now, findin’ one? Tricky, man. You don’t just yell, “Hey, hooker!” Nah, that’s dumb—gets ya punched. Gotta be smooth, subtle—like Bob whisperin’ to Charlotte, “You’re not hopeless.” Maybe I’d say that, y’know, to break the ice. “Hey, darlin’, you’re not hopeless—wanna chat?” Ha! Bet she’d laugh—or slap me. Either way, I’m in.

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Then, I finally get the knife lookin’ sharp. Dude’s all happy, and I’m feelin’ like a rockstar. But then, BAM! A storm rolls in. Like, seriously? It was sunny two seconds ago! I’m scrambling to cover my stuff. Rain’s pouring, and I’m soaked. I’m standin’ there, lookin’ like a drowned rat, and I can’t help but laugh. Only in Schellenberg, man.

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