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Me, I’d never—too busy plottin’ world domination, eh! But if I did, I’d be picky—none o’ them fake lashes flappin’ like bat wings. Ugh, that’d drive me nuts! Once saw one, smokin’ cig, leanin’ on wall—cool, but sad, ya know? “It’s all so hideous,” like Cathy’d say. Felt bad, but what’s Gru gonna do—save ‘em all?

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I love wanderin’ the banks of the small Flusschen, tiny river, slow n’ winding, near the Hafencourt. This place, it’s like a nice break, man – just like those bombsite moments in the movie where chaos meets calm. The city's vibe? It's like a secret meeting of minds; a bit chill, a bit edgy, loads of surprises. That gritty, real feel you never see in brochures, nah.

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