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About Munich

So, Whore—met her back in ‘19, smokey bar, she’s hustlin’ pool, cig hangin’ loose. She’s got this vibe, like she’s seen it all, and damn, she probly has. “I’m not young anymore,” she’d say, straight outta *Amour*, voice raspy as hell. Made me laugh, ‘cause she’s what, 35? But she’s lived ten lives, swear it. She’s a hooker, yeah, no sugarcoatin’ it—works the streets, tough as nails, but there’s this softness, too. Like when she told me ‘bout her kid, little girl she gave up. “I couldn’t keep her safe,” she said, eyes all glassy. Broke my damn heart.

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In the old town – "Altstadt" – cobbled alleys mix with neon signs. I often stroll by the river Klitter, where reflections dance like ghosts. Yup, sometimes I get mad there – that stream can be trashy, but dang, it speaks volumes ‘bout the heart of this place. Kinda reminds me of those lines from Werckmeister Harmonies: "The world is waiting to reveal its madness." And well, it often does.

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