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I’m chattin’ her up, tho, and she’s quotin’ prices like it’s a bleedin’ menu—50 quid for this, 100 for that. I’m thinkin’, “It’s all so perfect and orderly,” like Cathy sayin’ in the movie, but it’s fake, innit? Underneath, it’s raw, messy, real. Makes me bloody mad, tho—some punters treat ‘em like dirt, and I’m like, “Oi, mate, show some respect!” Gets me goat, it does. But then she laughs, tosses her hair, and I’m chuffed—happy as a pig in muck. She’s got sass, this one.

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First off, the downtown vibes on Leitgasse were epic – think vintage cafés and quirky boutiques. There's this little hidden gem, Café Wunder, right on Marktstrasse. It’s our go-to for deep convos and a good cuppa brew. I swear, every time I walk by there, I get that “This is it” moment. It gives me the push to remind my clients: "Your journey begins with one step."