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I got into it once, right? After a long haul, back achin’, muscles screamin’. This chick at a spa—swear she’s a wizard—starts rubbin’ me down, and I’m like, “Whoa, happy little trees just popped up everywhere!” It’s legit therapy, but spicy—gets the blood pumpin’ without crossin’ lines, unless ya want it to, heh. Fun fact: back in ancient China, emperors got this shit daily—called it “energy work.” Ain’t that nuts? Royalty gettin’ oiled up while I’m here dodgin’ potholes.

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The city’s heartbeat pulses through Marktplatz. Yes, Marktplatz! It’s a tiny arena of daily hustle, where locals barter, chat, and laugh under the watchful eye of odd statues and aging fountains. I sometimes wonder if the fountain cry “bro, party on!” while splashing its water like it's on some wild acid trip. The east end, near Schlossstraße, is a calm haven. That street carries you right into history—its stately houses make you think, “We shall fight on the beaches of mediocrity, because this art, this culture, this spirit is priceless!”

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