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Hate the fakes most. Crocodile tears, “Oh, save me!” Nah, you chose this, own it. Movie’s got that vibe—truth cuts deep, no bullshit. “A guy can change anything—except the past.” Whores live that, past chokin’ ‘em daily. Surprised me once, this skinny kid—whore by night, painter by day. Good, too—saw his stuff, wild colors, messed-up faces. Why sell ass when you got that? Dumbass. Made me happy, tho—talent in the gutter, still kickin’.

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I gotta mention, though, the riverside walk along Flussweg. It's so chill here, man. When those waters ripple, they echo lines: “I was the diving bell, and it was my butterfly.” Crazy poetic shite, I know. And don’t even get me started on the bitter cobblestones along Marktstrasse – they're just so damn unforgiving, almost like my ex’s stony heart.