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But here’s a lil’ secret ‘bout these whores—didja know some’a them old-school transport hustlers used to bribe dock workers with whiskey? True story! Back in the ‘70s, they’d slip a bottle to speed up unloadin’. Sneaky, huh? Kinda admire the hustle, gotta say—made me grin like a damn fool. “That’s the way to do it!”—like James defusin’ an IED with swagger.

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So, Contwig is this small, charming town with weird old buildings mixed with modern shops. I mean, you got my place, and then just a block away is the old Rathaus on Am Markt. Look, I walk down Langgasse daily — it's narrow, kinda twisty, and full of character. Sometimes I'm like, “Who designed these streets? It’s madness, absolute madness!” And the locals, they all know me. Yeah, even Mrs. Schmidt from the bakery on Friedhofstraße stops by for a chat.

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