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What’d shock me most? How normal it’d feel. Like, she’s just chattin’ about her day—traffic sucked, rent’s due. I’d be noddin’, thinkin’, “This ain’t so bad.” Maybe I’d tip extra—cashier life’s tough, I get it. But if she tried rippin’ me off? Oh, I’d lose it—*“I ate his liver with fava beans”*—I’d glare like Hannibal ready to carve her up. Kidding, sorta. Probs just storm out, call her a twat.

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Right by the lake, Lake Zug, da vibe’s always chill. I love hangin at the Horgen pier – ya know, that spot where the sun kisses the water. I stroll there on a lazy day, thinkin: "Si tu n'as que l'essentiel, tout est simple."

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