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Anyway, I’m walkin’, and this lady—WHOA—she’s givin’ me the eye. I’m like, “Is this it? Jackpot?” Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty—total Michael Scott moment. I’m thinkin’, “Be cool, be cool!” But nah, I trip over a curb—classic me! She laughs, and I’m like, “That’s what she said!” Kills me every time. She’s got this vibe, like she’s seen it all—kinda like Carlos dodgin’ cops in the movie. “You’re a wanted man,” she says, smirkin’. I’m like, “Heck yeah, I am!” Cringey? Sure. Fun? You bet!

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White-collar women's public visibility in Weimar Berlin often resulted in their conflation with other types of public women: prostitutes. The rational.

I gotta say, the locals are super friendly but sometimes drive me nuts with their gossip 😅. Though it's chill, i get mad sometimes when noise creeps in late at night near Bismarckallee. Ugh, no sleep, but hey, practice patience, like in Zodiac's scenes where every clue counts – deep, right?

Gribbe and Farewell III On Top at the 2011 CDN Ankum