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About Dusseldorf

But real talk, sometimes it’s sad, ya know? These girls, they’re hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps, and I’m over here milkin’ Bessie the cow, like, damn, my life’s easy. Ever hear ‘bout that whore who saved a dude’s life? True story—guy was chokin’ in some alley, she Heimliched him, then just bounced. Hero shit! Surprised me, man, ‘cause you don’t expect that. “Time slips through fingers”—she didn’t waste hers, huh?

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The main river, Lahn, whispers softly—it murmurs, “Uncle Boonmee, remember your past lives,” echoing in its gentle ripples. It’s like the water remembers every heartbeat. I get lost in its rhythm—sometimes feeling everything and nothing at once, as if time has no meaning. And oh, those foggy mornings! They remind me of surreal dialogues from that movie, chilling. “Everything is transient, Clarice.”

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