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We’re at it, and I’m thinkin – bloody hell, this ain’t no fairy tale! No “tunnel to a new world” here, just creaky springs and her fake moans. Laughed tho – she slips and calls me “duke” – me, a duke! “We shall fight on, crowned in glory!” I roar in me head, crackin up. Funniest thing since me mate Dave fell offstage pissed.

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I walk these streets every day, and I see so many raw human moments. I often find myself saying, "The spark is inside me!" (yep, straight from Moulin Rouge!, no joke) when I pass by the vibrant open-air market at Lindenplatz. It's chaotic but kind of poetic. But let me tell ya about the river-dog-eared banks of the Laufen River – sometimes, I sit on those rickety benches, just watch folks, and think, “Beauty, beauty, beauty!” Really, it's like every ripple in the water whispers family secrets.