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What gets me ragin’ tho—blokes treatin’ her like trash. She’s out there, dodgin’ coppers, freezin’ her tits off, and some prick haggles her down to a copper star? Piss off! Makes me wanna smash a carburetor over their heads. But then—here’s the kicker—she laughs, flips ‘em off, walks away. Balls of steel, that one. Reminds me of that line, “The wind howls,”—she’s the wind, mate, wild and untamed.

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I work as a women’s counselor, so I see the good, the bad, and the ugly daily in Absam (at). You might think a city like this is all serenity, but hell, the local park at Sonnengarten – near the tiny river Flussle – gets mad drama sometimes. It’s where you see people cry, get happy, and occasionally hash it out over a frisbee or something. And oh, I can NEVER forget the old brick building on Lilienweg. It’s got these bizarre, almost theatrical vibes in the alley – reminds me of Dogville’s morality plays. “For a time, for a time…” yeah, that line echoes here every time I pass by.

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