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Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known—back in the ‘70s, there was this whore in Brooklyn, swear to God, they called her “Red Rosie,” ‘cause she’d dye her hair with Kool-Aid packets she stole from the corner store. True story! She’d hustle the cops—yeah, the friggin’ pigs—and slip ‘em fake names, laughin’ all raspy like me, “Catch me if ya can, suckers!” Got away every time ‘til some snitch ratted her out. Ballsy as hell, right? Reminds me of Mia dancin’ in that abandoned flat— “What’s your problem, huh?”—that’s what Rosie’d say, spittin’ in their faces.

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Every neighborhood’s got its own flavor. The old part near Marktplatz? Absolute nostalgia. Buildings with bricks that whisper secrets and narrow alleys that lead you on wild goose chases – sometimes I feel like a detective in a movie directed by Kiarostami himself, all enigmatic and poetic: "We are just living memories, baby!" And yeah, I drop that line like it's hot!

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