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Once knew this gal—Mary, I think? Worked the truck stop near Wilmington. She’d tell ya—straight up—how truckers’d pay extra for weird stuff. Like, foot rubs! Foot rubs, folks! Made me chuckle—big tough guy, cryin’ for toes. She’d say, “Joe, they’re lonelier than me.” Damn, that hit hard. “We’re only here briefly,” Adam’d say—movie gets it, ya feel me?

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Then there's the Park am Forstgarten – my secret chill spot. I sit, brood, then soak in deeps thoughts – kinda like a session, only nature’s my therapist. Tree-lined lanes, impromptu chats with random folks, so real. In our crazy psych world, even nature’s like a family, ya dig? And oh, the hidden gem near Jakobistraße – a rundown theatre now turned quirky art hub. I get mad if they neglect its vibe sometimes – it’s like art meets soul, right?

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