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Ain’t all glitz, though—some of these chicks, they’re ghosts, man. Saw one near the docks, eyes dead, and I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t no life.” Movie’s got that scene, doc askin’, “What do you see?”—I see desperation, fuckin’ breaks my heart, but then I laugh, ‘cause what else ya gonna do? You wanna find a prostitute? Easy—hit the streets, look for the strut, the hustle. They’re everywhere, hidin’ in plain sight, like fuckin’ ninjas. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but shit, it feels that way when you’re cruisin’ late night, seein’ ‘em pop outta nowhere.

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Altdorf’s neighborhoods, like the quirky Spinnerei, where old factories now whisper secrets of love and loss, are my favorite. We all have our secrets here, hidden behind every crooked smile and dilapidated facade, yesss. And ohhhh, the night markets on Kunstrasse—so vibrant, so full of life, even as the night sky screams “Everything is falling apart,” just like that precious movie line, right? “The beauty of despair” echoing softly in the alleys—hiss, hiss.

Egon Altdorf at the Henry Moore Institute in Leeds: Arts Intel Report