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About Dortmund

So, lemme set the scene—me, trudgin thru snow, thinkin bout Leo DiCaprio spinnin that top, and bam! This shady guy—total Cobb vibes—whispers bout “a lady down the ridge.” Hmm… I’m like, “What? Up here?” Made me mad as hell—ruinin my peaceful hike with that sleazy nonsense! But also—kinda funny. I mean, who’s climbin 8,000 feet for THAT? “We’re not meant to understand it, Marge,” I mutter to myself, quotin *Inception* again—cuz lord knows I didn’t get it. Prostitue up a mountain? That’s a new level of “dream within a dream,” huh?

Red light as an umbrella term for a spectrum of realities

Sometimes, walking on these pavements makes me so darn mad – like when cars honk too loud, or some kooky boss yells, "Chill out, man!" But then redundancy hits me, like "We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams!" Epic, right? Besides, I always scoop up every quirky detail, even if it makes me laugh hysterically or slip into deep feels.

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