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We haggle—coin’s tight, an’ I’m a cheap bastard. “What’s yer price, darlin’?” I slur, an’ she fires back, “More’n yer worth, pirate.” Cheeky! I love it—reminds me o’ “I play to live,” from th’ movie. She’s playin’ her game, survivin’, an’ I respect that. So, we strike a deal, an’ off we go—me boots clackin’, her skirts swishin’. Did ye know some o’ these gals kept diaries? Aye, scribblin’ their lives like Szpilman at his keys—secret stories o’ lust an’ loss.

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I gotta say somethin’ ‘bout the parks – oh my gosh, Stadtpark is amazzzing! Trees, flowers, and benches that invite a friendly sit-n-chat. I swear, I nearly started a convo on a bench once, all because of the magical mood there. And then there’s the, um, unusual little riverside area – the small but super sweet Flussweg, where the river Fluss glides by. It’s perfect for those deep convos or even when you're just wonderin’ about life's crazy twists.

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