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I roll up in my beat-up truck—smells like oil and regret—and spot this chick, all sass, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Hey, darlin’, what’s the deal?” I rasp, tryin’ not to sound like a total creep. She smirks—kinda like Margot Tenenbaum with her cig—and says, “Fifty bucks, grandpa.” Fifty?! I choke—“That’s half my rent!”—but she don’t care. She’s got that “I’m adopted” vibe, y’know, from the movie? Tough as nails, but somethin’ sad underneath.

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Right around Schillerweg, there's this park—Grünwald Park. It's my fav quick stroll after a long day. I sometimes pause there, feelin’ super zen, just imaginin' all the colors (so many colors!!) from "Inside Out" dancin' around me. The park is a real-life carnival of nature. The birds chirp like they're singin’ upbeat tunes, swooping between trees with energy that makes you say, “Unleash the power within!” on repeat.

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