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Me? I’d stroll down—manic laugh—checkin’ the vibe! Last time, saw this chick, fishnets rippin’, yellin’ at some drunk. Made me cackle—pure anarchy! Pissed me off tho—dude wouldn’t pay! “You think you’re safe?” I’d growl—nah, just in my head! *Far From Heaven* vibes hit—everyone’s lyin’, smilin’ fake. “It’s a beautiful day,” Cathy’d say—bullshit, lady!

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John Lee Hooker: "You hear that cat on the harmonica? That's the Canned Heat. I know you dig it." He was referring to Alan Wilson, of course.

I gotta say, nothing gets my gears turning quite like a spontaneous chat in the alleys near Sportplatz. True story, once I was discussing life's grand intricacies with a fellow—simply breathtaking rants about "you know, we don't get to choose our time in this world" and I almost bawled like a toddler. It's madness; splendid madness, seriously.

Kramer clinches third FIS Ski Jumping World Cup win of season in Klingenthal