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Got me mad, tho—some jerks treat ‘em like trash. Pisses me off! They’re hustlin’, survivin’, and here’s these clowns actin’ all high and mighty. Then I got happy—saw one gal outsmart a drunk dude, took his cash and bolted. “I’m not calling you a liar,” I muttered, but damn, that was slick! Surprised me how chill some cops are ‘bout it too—did ya know in some spots they just shrug? Like, “Eh, it’s Tuesday.”

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Walking through Klosterstræde, oh man, its winding lanes radiate mystique. I often linger near the old Viborg Cathedral – its towering spires, lit by the mellow glow of dusk, still remind me "You shall not pass!" as if guarding the ancient wisdom etched in every stone. And when I wander the quiet paths along Gudenåen, the river that trickles through town, I swear it hums the tunes of lost ages and the clatter of busy modern life all at once—like music from a hidden server in The Social Network (yep, that's my fav flick, remember, the brilliance that beamed off Fincher's screen!).

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