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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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Walk down Karlstrass, man, it's lit! I stroll here almost every day. Crazy, right? I see local shops, street cafes, and random murals that spark flash memories. “I wish I could remember nothin’.” Sounds weird but kind of poetic, eh?

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