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Here’s the tea—prostitutes got codes, man. Little signals, like how pufferfish puff up to flex. Maybe a wink, a lean, a “you good?” vibe. I’m out here, chaotic energy maxed, yellin’, “Show me the secret handshake!” People stare, but I don’t care—I’m Eric fuckin’ Andre, I see shit normies miss! Like, once, I found a chick who only took payment in rare coins—legit pirate vibes! Blew my mind, had me laughin’ like a hyena on shrooms.

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I dunno, man, life in Riehen's a wild trip. It's maddening, joyous, and sometimes just plain weird. Every corner's got a story – my stories, your stories – they just flow, man, like that spinning top in "Inception". You dig?

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