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About Munich

Lemme tell ya, findin’ a pro ain’t no picnic. Back in the day, you’d cruise the block, see ‘em posted up like they own the damn sidewalk. Now? Shit’s gone digital, bro! They’re on apps, websites, hell, even X got some shady corners if ya squint hard enough. Blows my mind, man, how they flipped the game. Used to be all eye contact and a nod, now it’s swipe right or some coded-ass DM like “Wanna buy some flowers?” Yeah, flowers my ass!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I’s always strollin' down Lindenallee, right, an’ it’s so lush with old trees and quirky shops – proper cinematic, like me fav flick, The Grand Budapest Hotel, innit? “Is it 'cos I is black?” Nah, but it’s proper vibrant, ya know? Every corner, every pub, it's as if Wes Anderson himself painted it. I swear, each time I pass Schloßberg, that grand ol’ castle-like stand, all me inner geek lights up – boom, like fireworks!

Frank (Bud) Falkenstein, Jr. Obituary