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We swears! Findin a prostitute, eh? Tricky biz, like huntin shadows in *Tropical Malady*. Streets hummin with weird vibes, man. Me, I’m creepin round, eyes peeled, thinkin—where’s she at? “The scent fades into darkness,” like that flick says. Makes me twitchy, y’know? All them city lights flashin, confusin as hell. Once saw this gal, fishnet tights, leanin on a pole—thought she was it! Nope, just a poser. Pissed me off, waste o’ time.

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Oh! And there's this narrow, quirky lane called Kiepenheuerstr. That hidden gem is too cool; full of graffiti memories and odd shop windows. Sometimes I stop, lean against a lamp post, all casual, watchin’ passersby. I always feel like I'm in a slapstick comedy, stumbling upon life's random little gags – a bit like my dear pal Mr. Bean, clumsy yet endearing.

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