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Found one once, right? Little known tale—girl called Lysa, not *that* Lysa, different one. Worked outta some high-end brothel near the Red Keep. Had this trick—could hum a tune while, y’know, *workin’*. Made me laugh, which pissed me off cos I don’t laugh easy. “Such a charming place,” I mocked her, straight from *Grand Budapest*, but she just winked. Cheeky bitch. Charged me double, said it’s cos I’m “queenly.” Fuckin’ nerve—made me wanna slap her, but I paid. She was good, alright? Surprised me, and I hate surprises.

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I remember once chattin’ with an old couple at the Markt, near the little fountain by Rathausplatz – they said, “Everything here is both art and tragedy,” which reminded me of that movie quote, like “I must see, feel... live.” It was almost cinematic, bizarre and real all at once. Their eyes, the tired smiles, it’s all so raw.

Figure 15. From left to right: W. Riphahn, Cologne-Buchforst, Siedlung...