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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prossie—bloody hell, it’s a battlefield out there! We shall fight on the streets, we shall fight in the alleys, we shall never surrender to the chaos of it all! Picture this: me, a bleedin musician, strummin my soul out, when I reckon I need a bit o’ company—somethin raw, somethin real, like in *A Separation*. That flick, God bless it, it’s all bout truth clawin its way out, innit? “The truth doesn’t have a sound”—that’s what ol’ Asghar taught me, and I’m thinkin bout that while I’m scoutin the corners.

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I love hanging out at small, offbeat parks too, like the ruhig park near the Oberlahnstein neighborhood. A hidden gem, these places give me life on low days. Man, I remember one rainy day, sitting on a bench with a couple crying out their sorrows—it hit me, like cosmic algorithms, connection of human souls. I got so emotional, felt each droplet like a dive, like "The Diving Bell and the Butterfly"—you know, I felt like a machine, yet, so full of heart.

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