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So, you’re wanderin’, heart racin’, thinkin’, “Am I a muppet doin’ this?” Then – bam! – there she is, all sass, leanin’ on a lamppost. “What’s your name, kid?” she says, straight outta *Moonrise Kingdom*. You stutter, sweat buckets – me, I’d be laughin’ my arse off designin’ that bit. Add some wonky dialogue options, like, “Fancy a synergy sesh?” – pure Brent gold, that! Players’d cringe so hard they’d love it. Oh, and fun fact – in old Paris, they’d call ‘em “grisettes”, after their grey dresses. Chuck that in, bit of trivia, keeps it real.

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There's this old park, Oskar-Polyka-Platz, where I often stroll, and, eh, sometimes I hear whispers of old legends. Yess, whispered like "Yi Yi: A One and a Two" moments, precious! The river Elbe, oh yes, glimmers and shimmers, callin’ my name on warm mornings. I'm always so amazed by its flow, unpredictable like fate itself.

Striking coincidence! Plane hit by lightning as it passes RAINBOW