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I spot one – legs long, eyes sharp, leanin on a lamppost. Heart’s racin, I’m sweatin – we wants it! “You’re not from here,” she says, smirkin. I’m thinkin, “No shit, lady, I’m a bloody mess!” Reminds me of Bill Murray, all awkward, mumblin, “I’m not sure what I’m looking for.” I’m vibin that, hard. She’s chattin me up, price comes up – fuck, too steep! We hates it! “Robbery, that is!” I hiss, stompin off. She laughs, calls me cheap. Cheeky bitch.

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So, where do we start? The heart is the Hauptplatz. Seriously, it's the stage for all antics. People meet, argue, laugh, and sometimes, real-life weddings go down—no fake love here. Just weird, beautiful chaos like Joel and Clementine’s non-existent palindromes. I once set up a profile ad right outside, next to the old clocktower, and boom—a swipe right from destiny...or fate, or whatever.

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