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So, picture this—I’m droppin from the sky, chute open, wind screamin past me. Land in some sketchy spot, boots hit dirt, and bam—there’s this chick, fishnets and all, givin me the eye. Reminds me of my fave flick, *Findin Nemo*. You know, “Just keep swimmin,” right? Except she ain’t swimmin, she’s struttin—lookin for a john. And I’m like, whoa, what’s her story? Where’s her reef? Her clownfish fam? Lost in the big ocean, maybe?

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And oh, the river Zwerg flows past, twistin’ like a snake through neighborhoods. I often take a break by the riverbank near Bahnhofstr. There’s a worn-out, graffiti-tagged bridge, locals call it the “Bridge of Echoes.” Legend says when you yell, “I am your father!” – well, not exactly, but it’s mad fun listenin’ to the echoes, you know?

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