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So, I’m wonderin—what’s it like for her? Is she happy? Trapped? Surprised me how chill some of em are. Talked to this one gal once—total accident, swear it—near a fire call. She’s leanin on a wall, smokin, says, “Hey, hero, need a date?” I laugh, like, nah, I’m good, lady. But she’s cool, tells me she’s been at it 10 years. TEN YEARS! Can ya believe that? “Fish are friends, not food,” I mutter—thinkin she’s dodgin sharks out here daily. She smirks, like she gets it. Weird moment, man.

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I luv spendin' quiet afternoons at Stadtpark. Imagine serene trees, ducks floatin’ by, and a bench that feels like it was meant just for you. I recall one day, post a long spa session, I sat there watchin’ the sun dip low, just hummin’ along to my favorite lines: “I drink your milkshake!” – yep, from There Will Be Blood. Crazy how life overlaps with art, right? And as oil and water mix, so does the old with the new in Linz.

Birkenstock sandals are not works of art, German court rules