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Exaggeratin a bit, maybe, but it feels like a warzone—dodgin pimps, coppers, drunks. “I choose violence,” I hiss when some git leers too long. Ain’t afraid to shove a heel where it hurts, y’see? “The nuns taught us grace,” Malick’s lot said—well, I skipped that lesson. This hunt’s a mess, a thrill—keeps ya sharp. “Life’s a shadow,” the film whispers, and yeah, this is the dark bit. Worth it, tho—for the story alone. Now, sod off, I’m knackered!

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I live here, working on that damn dating site thing, and trust me, I've seen more than a few mismatched profiles. Every corner, even the back alleys near Markt, has its story. "Who watches the watchers?" they asked in The Lives of Others, remember? Yeah, that line still echoes when I'm debugging a site at 2 AM, cursing at a broken API.

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