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Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About findin’ a prostitute. Me – a FORESTER – yeah. Out in the woods all day. Then bam – I’m thinkin’. Need some COMPANY. Like in “Requiem for a Dream”. You know – that SCENE. Where the world’s fallin’ apart. “Ass to ass!” – crazy shit. That’s the vibe I’m feelin’. Lost. Desperate. Kinda HUNGRY for it.

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Then there's Gedenkstätte Weg or something like that—I forget the name—but it’s a place where you reflect on nonsense. I sometimes think of it as my own private nod to past lives. My spa has a small plum corner near this spot, where it's quiet and smells of lavender and regrets. Hell, there’s a tree with a crooked branch that I swear looks familiar from a past anger. I get mad sometimes when the locals leave rubbish right underneath it. Unbelievable.

Bruder Klaus Field Chapel / Peter Zumthor