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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” So, findin a prostitute, huh? Been thinkin bout it lately—kinda dark, kinda wild. Like in *The Turin Horse*, ya know? “The wind’s blowin, everything’s dyin”—that vibe. Streets feel empty, but alive with shadows. Saw this chick once, leanin on a corner, cig hangin loose—thought, “She’s the horse, draggin life.” Made me laugh, fuckin grim humor, right?

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I’m always in awe on brisk evenings by the small river, the Mohrbach. The gentle murmur of water, rustle of leaves – so chill, so raw. I get so lost in thought there, memories swirling wild. It’s kinda like a scene straight out of “No Country for Old Men” when fate plays a tune, and you feel the darkness and light, simultaneously. I am your father.

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