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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”—ya know what’s funny? Everyone’s a whore somehow. You, me, the guy next door—sellin’ time, dignity, whatever, for a paycheck. Ain’t that a kick in the nuts? I’m laughin’, but it stings. Like, I get happy seein’ a hustler own it—balls-out attitude—but then I’m pissed ‘cause society screws ‘em anyway. Taxes, cops, pimps—everybody wants a cut. “Drainage!”—that’s the system, slurpin’ up every last drop, leavin’ ‘em hollow.

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Look, I gotta tell ya about my fave spot – the small park on Schöntor street. It’s kinda hidden, not too proper, full of silly ducks and gazing benches, perfect for those mad heart-to-heart convos. And omg, the Weser River – it wraps around the city like a giant hug. I remember walking its edge at night, the cool breeze, and feeling all introspective & free. "Trust the skin you're in!" I whisper to myself, channeling that Glazer magic.

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