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So, I spot her—red heels, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a lamppost. She’s givin’ me that look, like, “You got the cash, champ?” I’m thinkin’, “I must break you”—not her, the game, the whole damn system. I ask, “How much, girl?” She says, “50 for quick, 100 full.” Cheap, right? Inflation ain’t hit the streets like groceries—funny as hell, that. Surprised me, thought it’d be more, like oil baron money.

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The vibe? Think "Talk to her" meets small-town bohemia. I waltzed around Neuer Platz, where everyone seems to spill their secrets over a beer. There's this hidden gem called the "Liebespark"—yup, I made that up, but trust me, there’s a tiny park behind Alte Schmiede where couples cuddle and whisper secrets that would make even Pedro Almodóvar blush. And ugh, sometimes I shout “Talk to her!” when I see folks too shy to make a move, like, seriously, come on!

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