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Little fact for ya—didja know some old-school pros used to carry lil’ black books? Not for clients, nah—codes for coppers they’d dodge! Crafty, eh? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ of her scribblin’ in the dark, “Beat it, pig!” Anyway, she’s tellin’ me her rate—steep, mate, steep! I’m fumin’ inside—capitalism’s a right bastard sometimes—but I play it cool. “How do you know what you’re worth?” I mutter, half to her, half to meself, straight outta Nolan’s script.

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And lemme spill a secret: there’s a cool cafe on Marktstrasse called “Donut Dreams.” They serve a mean hot chocolate, and every corner of Wickede reminds me of it. It’s like my heart does a little happy dance every time I pass by. I once stayed up all night debugging and took a midnight stroll there—felt like that movie, nature whispering, “we are stardust, lovin’ every bit.”

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