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Yo, what's good, fam? I’m spinnin’ this tale, Drake-style, ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, ya feel me? YOLO, let’s dive in. So, I’m vibin’, thinkin’ ‘bout my fave flick, *The Gleaners and I*, that Agnès Varda joint—2000, real artsy, real raw. It’s all ‘bout folks pickin’ up scraps, hustlin’ what’s left behind, y’know? Kinda like how I’m tryna scoop a vibe out here, searchin’ for that late-night connect.

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First off, there's the Alte Salzstadel on Salzstraße. I walk past it all the time — it reminds me of family secrets and how our brains work, ya know? Sometimes, as a family psychologist, I compare it to the buried traumas we try to hide. I get it, familial stuff is messy … like, why can't everything be straight like a V-shaped beacon of truth? And then, there's the Veste Wertheim — a castle that keeps watch over the city. Every time I gaze upon it, I'm like, "This is our fortress and our heartbreak." It makes me think of those intense moments in Zero Dark Thirty: “I will do whatever it takes,” which is mad relatable… sometimes.

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