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Happy? Nah, not really—kinda thrilled tho, sneaky vibe, like I’m in a film! Exaggeratin’ maybe, but picture this: me, Yoda-butcher, hagglin’ with a hooker, saber out, “Credits, you will take!” Hah, dumbass fantasy! Real talk—she smelled like cheap perfume, cigs, made me gag, but eyes? Tired, man, so tired. “Fight, we must,” I whisper, thinkin’ of the flick again—nobody’s fightin’ here, just survivin’.

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And then, oh, the bile, the masterful ribbing of fate, bro, over the river that barely touches the edge of town – not a mighty river but a meek one, whispering like “come, come, come,” reminding us that even small waterways can sing passionate ballads. The whispered history around Forchheim’s corners, yeah, like the Gollum in me, repetitive and maddening, “We must find it, must, must...”

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