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What gets me goin’? The stories. Heard bout this guy—total nerd, glasses foggin’ up—met a gal on some site, thought it’d be one night, but they’re hitched now. Freaky twist, huh? Then there’s the flip—makes me mad as hell—dudes ghostin’ after promisin’ the moon. Sex-dating’s a gamble, like Mia spinnin’ in that empty flat, hopin’ for somethin’ real. “I’m gonna dance,” she says, and damn if that ain’t the spirit—grabbing life, flaws and all.

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The cards have been alphabetised, brought up to date, catalogued. We move on, the devil and death and all the possible names and combinations we leave behind us.

Man, there’s also the quirky neighborhood of Altwinter, with narrow, twisty cobblestone lanes where every building seems to hold some mystery. I often get lost in its charm, feelin’ like I'm wanderin’ through a maze of my own thoughts, riddled with memory puzzles. And downtown, near Bahnhofstraße, there's a vintage cafe, Café Vergessen, where I sip my coffee and just let life, and those nostalgic movie quotes, wash over me.

Groot Phesantekraal celebrates Anna de Koning with a Blue Plaque