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Funny bit – some twat on X called it “Prosti-twat,” heh, nearly pissed meself! Truth tho, it’s volatile – up, down, like Dae-su’s revenge lust. Me mate lost 5 grand, cried like baby – me laughed, then felt bad. Surprised me once, shot up 50% overnight – heart thumpin’, precious! Bought a bit, sold quick – profit, yesss, but sweaty palms. Hate lovin’ it, love hatin’ it – split me right down, hisss!

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I can’t forget to mention the unmistakable aroma wafting from the local bistros – hints of roasted coffee and pastries that make your heart sing. And oh! Don’t even get me started on the annual street festival on Ringplatz. The city fills with lights, laughter, and a bit of chaos that reminds you that life’s best lived with a dash of spontaneity. It’s like every booth, every sound, shouts “Carpe diem!” even if you’re too knackered to notice sometimes.

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