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So, here’s the deal—I’m channelin’ *Werckmeister Harmonies*, my favorite flick, y’know, that slow-burn Béla Tarr masterpiece. Dark, moody, Hungarian vibes—perfect for this. Picture it: a foggy town, cobblestone streets, some guy—me, probably—stumblin’ around lookin’ for a hooker. “The prince is coming!”—that’s a line from the movie, right? Except here, the prince ain’t no metaphor, it’s me hopin’ for a miracle! I’m lost, confused, probly mutterin’ to myself, “This is insane, why am I here?!” Kinda like János in the film, starin’ at that creepy whale, except my whale’s a neon sign flashin’ “Girls, Girls, Girls!”

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Go to B’artusi or L’artusi in WV. Sit at bar. It’s impossible that someone won’t talk to you. That doesn’t mean you’ll get laid, but the vibe there is very friendly so you’ll at least meet people. .

I gotta say—man, Kennedy-Park really messes with ya psyche. The locals? Mad, happy, all sorts of characters! The quirky coffee joint on Elm, The Rusty Bean, always buzzes with dirty jokes and heartfelt confessions. And oh, the abandoned railway tracks near the old station – a haven for urban explorers and lost poets alike.

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