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About Munich

I saunter up, all smooth-like, sayin, “Evenin, darlin, got a tune for me?” She smirks, “50 bucks, I’ll sing ya somethin.” Bargain, right? Hannibal’s thinkin, *this one’s got guts* – maybe literally, heh. Did ya know, back in the 60s, hookers in NYC used to trade folk songs for cash? True story, mate, weird as hell. Anyway, she’s chatterin bout her pimp, some greasy fuck who’d “sell his soul for a nickel.” I’m laughin, thinkin, *I’d carve him up with a nice Chianti.*

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So, come on over, my friend. Let’s wander silly alleys, debate over which mural is the coolest, and soak in those cinematic vibes. Bockum ain't perfect – it's erratic, wild, sometimes a bit noisy (like my typos here lol) – but it's home. And man, isn’t home the best kind of crazy? Seriously, that's what she said!

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