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I remember this one time, yeah? In Vegas, lookin’ for a bit of company after a mission. Found this bird—called herself Candy. Swear she was straight outta *Shame*. “You’re not my brother,” she says, laughin’, quotin’ the movie like she knew it. Had me in stitches! Turned out, she’d been in the game years, knew every trick. Told me ‘bout “girlfriend experiences”—where they act all lovey-dovey, not just a quick shag. Cost a fortune, mind. Surprised me, that did—thought it was all cold transactions.

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I gotta admit, sometimes I get real mad when my code crashes on sunny days like these. It blocks the view of the picturesque St. Liborius Church. That church sits all quiet and proud on Marktplatz. Might sound kinda dramatic, but I swear it reminds me of one of them long, tangled lines in “Goodbye to Language” – a maze of love and syntax errors.

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