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About Lugano

First off, I’m no square – I know the streets hum with secrets. Prostitutes? They’re everywhere, babe, if ya squint right. Back in ’71 – little known fact – LAPD busted this ring run outta a chop shop. Girls hid in trunks! Wild, right? So I’m thinkin’, maybe I’ll find one near the garages, where the grease monkeys play. Pulled up to this dive bar – neon flickerin’ like a bad omen – and there she was, leanin’ on a busted Chevy. “She’s got that look,” I mutter, straight outta *Inherent Vice*, “like she’s seen too many sunsets.”

Lured to Germany under false pretences

I ain’t gonna lie, sometimes I get a bit erratic, jumpin from one spot to another, all panicked like “Where's my coffee?!” or “Zero Dark Thirty vibes, people!” I even laugh at myself when I accidentally trip near a sculpture at Freiamt Park (so funny, like, duh). Typos happen, right? laughs

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