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Oh, and get this – she’s got a pet rat! Calls it Biscuit, feeds it chips off the pavement. Hilarious, innit? “Oi, Hannibal,” she goes, “fancy a nibble?” and I’m like, “Only if it’s sautéed, love!” Proper mental, that bird. Makes me happy, tho – little quirks like that, keepin’ her human.

I gotta mention this: sometimes I get mad at the traffic on "Bergenstraße." Ugh, can ya believe it? It's like a circus every day. And my massage parlor? It’s the only calm in that madness. Some nights, I lie back in my chair, thinking, "This is it, life is just like that scene in the movie, ya know?" And honestly, a part of me smiles at the insanity.