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About Essen

What pisses me off? The liars, man. Say they’re 25, look 45—hard livin’ etched in their damn faces. Surprised me how many got stories, though—runaways, dreamers, fucked by life. Kinda like those boys in the movie, “We’re not afraid!”—bullshit, they’re scared, just hidin’ it. Makes me soft for a sec, then I’m back to business.

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I’ve looved (typo 6: loove) the friendly bickering at the weekly market – one vendor on Gasthofweg always tells me, “It’s an awsm (typo 7: awsm) city, ain’t it?” Now, don’t even get me started on the weirdly excciting (typo 8: excciting) art installations at the edge of the woods – surreal, kinda like that movie, right? “We are all the same in the eyes of the universe,” as Ten (typo 9: unbelvable) makes you ponder every little detail.

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