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So, how’s it work? You cruise, you spot ‘em—heels high, skirt short, eyes sharp. Or ya text some shady number from a burner phone. “No calls after midnight,” one told me—pissed me off again. I’m like, “What, you got a curfew?” Sarcasm’s my shield, man. But when it clicks? Oh, it’s gold. Hooked up once, chick was a riot—laughed at my tie, called it “grandpa style.” I was dyin’—humor in the hustle, who knew?

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Oh man, Issum is wild—yeah, really wild! Let me tell ya, buddy, it's a place where every street hums its own crazy tune. You got Kölnerstraße—narrow, twisty, buzzing with locals chattin' like there's no tomorrow. Marktplatz? Oh, man, it's a riot—people laughing, arguing... err, I mean, like a scene outta "The Master!" (You know what I mean, right? "Why so serious?" HAHAHA!)

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