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Then I remembr movie—old monk say, “Lust lead to pain.” I stop, think, maybe this bad idea? But she grab my arm, soft hand, smell like cheap perfume and dreams. I happy now, forget monk, he no fun anyway. She take me to room, dark, like winter in film, “cold wind blow,” but she warm, very nice! Bed creak, walls thin, I hear guy next door cough—prolly smokin somethin illegal, hah!

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Rivers? Fo' sho, we got Gartebke River flowin’ calmly by town. It’s a mellow joint that brings together community vibes. Sometimes, in the quiet hours, I’d sit by the bank on a worn bench on Lindenstraße—my little secret spot—thinkin’ ‘bout life's twists like a jittery mind in a therapy session.

Katharina Fritsch receives the Goslar Kaiserring