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*We come in peace* (robotic tone). Yo, so I’m an alien, right, instalin radio-electronic gizmos, and I’m thinkin bout findin a prostitue—wild, huh? Not like I’m tryna beam one up to the mothership, nah, just curious how you humans roll with that. Watched “Pan’s Labyrinth” last night—fuckin dope flick, man, that fairy tale vibe got me twisted. Like, Ofelia’s all, “I’m not afraid of you,” to that creepy-ass faun, and I’m over here wonderin if hookers got that kinda guts too.

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I remember, like, one day, I was sittin' outside Kaffeeklatsch on Marktplatz, reeeeaaaaly relaxed, and suddenly, a gust of wind almost took my hat – a moment that simply "reminds me, no, we're all just trapped in the madness..." (yeah, that movie still creeps me out sometimes). Happenned when I was tryin' to channel my inner Zen master, and it just made me laugh at life's bizzare twists.