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So, I’m skippin’ down Jellyfish Fields, right, and I hear whispers—some salty sailor’s like, “Go to the docks, SpongeBob!” I’m like, “Docks? For what? Fishin’?” Nope! That’s where the action’s at! Little known fact: back in the day, sailors’d trade clamshells for a quick “hug”—wink wink—cuz money wasn’t even a thing yet! Wild, huh? Makes me giggle like a sea cucumber on a sugar rush!

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I've got my own quirks and favorite haunts. See, in the neighborhood of Neues Viertel, there's a tiny backstreet called Steinweg. I once got locked in there—yeah, literally, while chasing a runaway massage ball (true story, mate!). It made me mad at the time, but hey, now it's just one wild tale in my repertoire.

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