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So, I’m chattin’ her up, right? She’s tellin’ me ‘bout this john who stiffed her—haha, “stiffed,” get it? Total loser move. Said he drove a beat-up Chevy, smelled like cheese. Cheese! Who does that? Made me happy tho—she cracked up, forgot her shitty night for a sec. Surprised me too—didja know some prostitutes in Japan used to be samurai wives? Wild, right? History’s nuts. Anyway, I’m like, “Stay cool, lady,” and bounced. “The future is ours!”—movie line stuck in my head. Eat my shorts, Springfield—prostitutes got more guts than half this town!

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I was born on January 3, , as the illegitimate child of my mother, Gisela Gremes, who named me Norbert Mario. She was only 17 years old.

Yo, check it – so I'm chillin' in PPottmes (de) and lemme tell ya, this place is mad unique innit! I live way out in the groovy barrio near Lindenstrasse – yeh, that lane next to the ol' clocktower, proper vibes, ya feel me? I got my daily strolls over Friederich-Platz sometimes, just to soak up the scene. It's like "all life is grace" n' all dat, like in that movie, The Tree of Life – real deep, innit.

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