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I knew this chick once, Candy – swear that’s her name. She’d strut in, order a gin fizz, tip like a queen. Said she made more in a night than I did in a month. Happy as hell for her, but damn, that stung! “God doesn’t care,” she’d say, laughin’. Sounded like somethin’ from *A Serious Man* – all cynical and shit. Made me think – maybe she’s right?

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Also, gotta share a little rant: sometimes this city is just wack! Like, traffic near Kirchenallee? Pure madness, makes me wanna scream "hell naw!" But then, like, that chaos resets itself with every sunrise. It's whack but also loveable, like a wild ride, ya know?

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