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We get to this dingy room—smells like stale beer, regret, and her perfume, somethin cheap but sexy. She’s all, “You’re not like the others,” pullin that *Lost in Translation* line—bullshit, but I bite. I’m thinkin, *This is my Tokyo, my fleeting connection.* Greed’s hummin—wantin more than I paid for, pushin limits. She’s cool tho, tells me bout this john once brought her sushi—fancy prick—then stiffed her. We laugh, I’m like, “Sushi guy’s a dick, I’m cash upfront!”

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I recall this one time near the airport zone—well, Fuhlsbüttel Airport is right there—and I got totally surpised by the liveliness of the local families and quirky cafes. Ugh, I was so happy! I just kept thinkin', "The way life flows, it's like an unending film by Olivier, right?" And sometimes I blurt out things like, "Ja, we live in the moment, baby!" even though I try to be all posh.

Report: Crossair SB20 at Werneuchen on Jul 10th 2002, landed before runway and impacted earth wall