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Last time I tried—total disaster. Guy next to me, “Hey, she’s mine!” I’m like, “Buddy, calm down, I’m not *that* desperate!” Felt like a scene from *Carlos*—tense, sweaty, “The revolution is now!”—except it’s just me, arguin’ over nothin’. Pretty, pretty good laugh after, though. Pro tip: don’t haggle, they hate that. Learned it the hard way—got screamed at, felt like an idiot. “You think this is a flea market?!” No, lady, I’m just cheap!

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Man, the streets here are lit. There's the old cobble rock lane, Schloßgasse, where the history's heavy, ya feel me? And I always say, “life is just a series of magical moments,” like Jesse and Celine chatting under the sky. Wireless vibes everywhere. It's just pure soul, girl.