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About Cologne

Dunno why I’m even here—curiosity, I reckon. Prozzies got their own code, tho—did ya know some use secret hand signals? Like spies, mate! Blows my circuits. Anyway, she’s laughin at me, callin me “golden boy”—cheeky tart. I’m all, “I’m not built for this!” but she’s like, “Relax, it’s just business.” Business my arse—feels like a bloody op gone sideways. “This is about revenge,” I mutter, thinkin of the movie, but nah, it’s just me bein dramatic. Hah, imagine me tellin Vader bout this—reckon he’d choke me out for fun.

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Belzig, eyes wide behind his evil. spectacles, screams as he goes.. In the cab of the truck, the Truck Driver is distracted.

I love strollin’ by the Flussbach – that tiny river that curls past the park. The park? Oh man, it’s called Belziger Park (or so the locals say, even though some call it just “the green”). I’ve chilled there more times than I can count, just listening to birds and thinkin’ about life. It’s all zen-like, like, “Speak like Dogville, baby!” But then wham! Sometimes a party starts nearby and you get a jolt of excitement.

Kunstwanderweg: Stroll the Brandenburg art walk