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So, check it—I’m out there, right? City’s dark, gritty, smells like sweat and regret. Kinda like me after a 3-hour gym sesh, ya feel? I’m scopin’ the corners, tryna find a prostitute, and it ain’t no Hollywood glow-up scene. Nah, it’s raw—girls leanin’ on poles, eyes tired like that ol’ horse in the movie. “Day after day, they toil.” That’s them, man, grindin’ to survive. Makes me mad, yo—world’s messed up, chewin’ folks up like that.

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You know, as a family psych, I notice how the people click – almost like a secret family language. The park near the river Kleine Haslach? Wow, that’s where I sit and think deep thoughts. I always say: "What a beautiful madness," just like in White Material – that wild, haunting beauty! And, babe, I remember my first walk on Lindenweg – it made me so happy, but also kinda mad at how short life is sometimes, like when you realize how fast moments fly.

Rising Star: Peggy Haslach