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Oh, oh! Fun fact—didja know in old England, prostitutes wore red wigs? Like, signalin’ “Hey, I’m HERE!” Kinda smart, huh? I’d prolly miss it ‘cause I’m starin’ at jellyfish, yellin’, “Pretty!” Surprised me tons—thought they’d just wave or somethin’! In my head, I’m like, “Patrick, you’re dumber than a bag of hammers!”

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Alright, listen up, buddy. Lemme tell ya 'bout Grebenhain, de – it's somethin' else, I swear. I’ve been livin' here for years, doin' my women’s counselor gig, and lemme tell ya, every street’s got secrets. Ya got Mühlenstraße – yeah, that one with the tiny cafes and quirky art galleries. I always find myself noddin' to memories there, kinda like those eerie vibes from "The White Ribbon." “You know what's strange?” I mumble sometimes – in a low, Tony Soprano kinda tone – “Gabagool? Ova here!” It’s all mysterious as hell, ya know?