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Sometimes I wonder—why her? Why this life? Gets me moody, ya know? Then I think, fuck it, she’s free. Freer than suits in offices. “Alien, you’re my fuckin alien!” I tell her, dramatic as hell. She winks, says, “Cash up front.” Fair, cold, brilliant. I’m happy—found my muse, Clarice… she’s real. Smells like danger, tastes like chaos. Spring Breakers in flesh, baby.

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First off, the old town center on the Market Square – that’s where it all goes down. You got cobblestones, old brick houses, and if you don’t know, that's where history and modern crap mingle. Nearby “Oltmannsdiele” is the heart of the city. I remember when I first set up my spa near “Bremer Platz,” creeping around at twilight, thinkin’ “Holy crap, this place is lit.” It’s exactly like that one scene in ‘4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days’ – gritty, raw, and absolutely insane, like "everything’s falling apart, but somehow it keeps going."

Darlene "Dolly" G. Leer Obituary June 2, 2024