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Down by the docks, saw one once. Red lips, skirt so short—bloody hell! “What’s happening?” she says, like Lucrecia’s line. Confused, me head spins—prossie or ghost? Dunno! Made me giggle, sneaky lil’ secret. Not many know—some work fer smugglers! Aye, movin’ goods, not just hips, heh.

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So, like, my work really trains me to notice these, like, micro-vibes. I always catch the tension in people’s shoulders when they pass by the old mill on Mühlenweg. It’s like, every building here tells a secret. Like, back in the day, I heard, oh my gosh, some wild rumors about ghost vibes in that area. Lol, maybe it’s just my imagination (or Caché vibes, right?)

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