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About Munich

Last time, tho—got me pissed! This chick, all dolled up, says “50 bucks!” I’m like, “For what, a handshake?” Total rip-off, mate! Stormed off, mutterin’—why so serious, huh? But then—THEN—this other gal, red hair, smokin’ a cig, leans outta a window. “Hey, sailor, lost?” she purrs. Heart’s racin’, I’m hooked! She’s got that mystery, like the dad in the movie—“I’m back, but why?” Didn’t even care, just followed her up.

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First off, the streets – oh boy, the streets! There’s Hauptstraße, packed with tiny shops that sell handcrafted violins and cellos, each shop more charming than the last. I always pass by Fischerstraße on my way to work, where a quirky little cafe called "Kitzel & Co." gives the best damn espresso this side of Europe. And did I mention Goetheweg? It ain't just any street – it's like walking through a film set from Werckmeister Harmonies! “In the stillness of the night, the silence speaks!” Yeah, that vibe hits so hard sometimes.

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