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Love it tho, when it goes smooth – rare, mind ya. Like when we hauled them fancy wine crates, felt like a king, “I am a writer, a doctor, a nuclear physicist!” – nah, just a cargo schmuck, but it’s a buzz, yeah? Surprised me how them bottles didn’t smash, delicate as a baby’s arse. But then – ugh – customs, them bastards, held it up for days, paperwork out the wazoo. We hates it! Hates it so much we’s clawin’ at me own skull!

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82 The Whorehouse harry continued hiding in the Bohemian Forest. His escape had taken him east to the outskirts of a city called Regensburg.

Oh, oh! And the Danube—yeah, the Regnitz runs by too—gives life to a river vibe I can’t shake. Even got on a random boat ride during a glitchy night out. The water babbles nothing but secrets, man. You can almost hear a line from Ida whispered in the lapping waves: “There's beauty in decay,” or some sh*t like that.

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