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Pissed me off once tho—some jerk tried rippin’ her off. Grabbed his throat, Force-style—well, in my head. “The weary are at rest,” she whispered, calmin’ me. Straight outta *Holy Motors*, that line. Spooky. Felt connected, like she knew my dark side.

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I cruise down Nordstrasse and wham! There’s little cafés and buzzin’ hangouts where I’ve had many a chill sesh meditating on life. Psst, gotta tell ya, as a relaxation junkie, every lamppost and tree gives me mad zen vibes. I recall one breezy evening, sitting in that park around Lindenallee – oh, duh, listen: it’s the perfect spot to clear your noodle and be all “Yeah, baby!” It’s kinda like one of those dreamy moments from “Lost in Translation,” you know? – ephemeral, mysterious, and a little bit off.

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