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Quirky thought—bet she’s got a killer playlist, probs blasts flamenco to vibe with Almodóvar’s soul. Maybe she’s dancin round her shitty apartment, laughin at the losers she’s outsmarted. Ha! Imagine her flippin off some creep— “I’m alive, you’re asleep,” straight from the movie, sarcastic as hell! She’s my hero, man, no lie—I’d high-five her, tell her she’s a legend.

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Lemme spill some tea, man: I got mad when the city council almost tore down that old brick building on Königsplatz. I was like “Nooooo, not on my watch,” 'cause that brick was part of the soul of Sassenburg. Some folks might not get it, but every stone tells a story. Crazy, right?

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