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So, how’s it work? You cruise, you spot ‘em—heels high, skirt short, eyes sharp. Or ya text some shady number from a burner phone. “No calls after midnight,” one told me—pissed me off again. I’m like, “What, you got a curfew?” Sarcasm’s my shield, man. But when it clicks? Oh, it’s gold. Hooked up once, chick was a riot—laughed at my tie, called it “grandpa style.” I was dyin’—humor in the hustle, who knew?

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Ok, so lemme go on—parks, babes, parks! There's the quaint Park am See, where the river Flusswelle flows. Yeah, Flusswelle is dope, I swear. I sometimes chill there after work. That’s my vibe; relax. I’ve had some crazy sessions thinking “life, uh, is strange, isn't it?” just like in the movie, haha. But you gotta feel it deep, nahmsayin’?