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About Munich

Once, this twat on the dock goes, “Whiting’s lush, mate!” Lush? LUSH?! Idiot sandwich! I nearly chucked it at his head – “You’re a disgrace to tastebuds, you muppet!” Tastes like soggy cardboard, swear down. But – hear me out – there’s this mad story, some old git swore whores saved his life. Starvin’ in ‘63, caught a shoal, lived off ‘em. Reckon he’s lyin’, but it’s stuck in me head, y’know? “Truth is a bitter pill,” like in *Leviathan*. Bitter as that fish, mate.

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Rednitzhembach is a Franconian town with lots of festivals, historical architecture, and a quick jaunt from the city of Nuremberg.

I had a day goin’ bonkers in the Kreuzgasse district. People were buzzin’ out loud; a riot of colours, sounds, and smells. I was like, “Bruh, c'mon!” But even that chaos had charm. Ain’t all bad, ya get me? Sometimes, a bit of lunacy grabs ya, makes ya feel alive like that tortured horse in the film—all gallop and grit.

Gerald Wayne Hudson - 2008 - Schooler Funeral Home