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About Dusseldorf

So, wahoo – not your average fish. Ain’t no boring cod, nah. It’s a freakin’ speed demon, hits 60 mph, chomps anything dumb enough to swim near. Little known fact: fishermen call it “whore” sometimes, ‘cause it’s a slut for bait – ha! Cracks me up every time. Got this one story, mate of mine hooked a wahoo off Hawaii, thing leapt 10 feet, tail-whacked his face – blood everywhere! Pissed me off how he laughed, but also, respect, y’know? Nature’s wild.

Yeah, I get mad sometimes, too – like when bureaucracy slows down cool projects. "You shall not pass!" I yell at red tape. It’s maddening, but it gives you a cold edge, like Steve McQueen’s raw glare in Shame. Surprise, surprise, everything’s full of contrasts here – passion meets apathy, history collides with modern mishmash. Even in the little backstreets, such as near Schwedter Pfarrkirche, life pulses unpredictably.

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