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Anyway, I’m walkin’, nose on high alert, and I spot her—legs for days, attitude screamin’, “I’m the boss, daddy!” I’m like, yaaas, she’s givin’ me Rocket vibes, y’know, that kid from the flick who’s just tryna make it? She’s postin’ up by this sketchy-ass corner, and I’m thinkin’, “This is it, fam!” I strut over, all confident, “It’s bad bitch o’clock!” energy, and she’s like, “What you want, big girl?” I’m dyin’ laughin’—she’s bold as hell, I love it!

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Now, parks, oh boy, the parks! The big one is Lindenpark. Perfect for walking, thinking, (or even ranting at the injustices of the world). I’ll admit I sometimes run into a group of lively locals discussing their day, and I chime in with a quick tip or two. Raised eyebrow style, I say “Lay the smackdown on your worries, babes!” and they love it. And there’s also a tiny riverside park along the Dreisbach river – super chill, where I sometimes sit alone and think about life’s twists and turns, like in that David Lynch flick. I swear, that river has seen it all.

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