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I get happy thinkin’ she’s got sass, tho. Maybe she’s laughin’ at the johns, like, “You paid for this, sucker!” Sarcasm’s her shield— “Oh, you’re a real prince, pal.” Love that grit. Reminds me of Jep again, floatin’ through parties, smirkin’ at the fakes. “What’s beyond the end?” he asks. For Lola, it’s probly another trick, another dollar. Kinda sad, but damn, she owns it.

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I might be ramblin', but Lörrach ain't no cookie-cutter dump. It's messy. It's real. It's like a slow motion film with surreal moments. The Headless Woman whispers in back alleys and park benches—I mean, life’s just one big confusion, right?

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