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So, yeah, it’s tricky, man! Ya gotta know the spots—heard some dudes say truck stops work, others swear by sketchy bars. Little factoid for ya: back in old Rome, prostitutes wore blonde wigs to stand out—crazy, huh? Makes me wonder if they’d wave at ya like, “Hey, big boy!” Kinda funny, kinda creepy. I’d prolly trip over my own feet, yellin’, “D’oh!” while tryin’ to play it cool.

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Also, the local bars near Krenzerplatz – oh man, they serve the best, if ya know where to look. Spilled drinks, laughter, and plenty of sarcasm fill the air. Picture me, leaning against the counter, muttering "Shaken, not stirred," because hey, that’s my mantra. In a world where dates fail and code crashes, you gotta keep it cool, right?