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So, I’m strollin’, wise as hell, narratin’ in my head like I’m in a damn movie. “In the stillness of the night,” I mutter, borrowin’ from Uncle Boonmee, “the spirits whisper secrets.” Except these spirits? They’re wearin’ fishnets and smokin’ cheap cigs. I’m chucklin’ already—life’s a trip, man. Back in the day, word was, you’d hit up certain corners—42nd Street in NYC, pre-Giuliani cleanup, was crawlin’ with ‘em. Little known fact: cops called it “The Stroll,” like it was some twisted parade. Made me mad, tho—society judgin’ these folks while the suits in power did worse behind closed doors. Hypocrisy, man, gets my blood boilin’.

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Center stage is Bahnhofstrasse—mmm, so cute! I stroll there every day thinking, “I like stories we tell.” That phrase from my fav movie, "Stories We Tell," ha, is like my daily mantra. The street buzzes with life while I nod at familiar faces. Check it: the cafes on Lindenallee are tucked among eclectic shops. I once spilled a bubble tea there and ended up in a mad dash—so typical, right? LOL!

Paul Gauselmann and President Frank-Walter Steinmeier conversing in the presence of Espelkamp Mayor Dr. Henning Vieker