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About Essen

Now, imagine—this chick quotin lines, “In the name of the concierge!”—straight outta Grand Budapest, mixin biz with flair. Cracked me up, it did—humor in the hustle! Tho, gotta say, dodgy streets ain’t my jam—rather sip tea at the hotel, ya feel? Still, she was chill—told me stories, like how she once ditched a cop mid-chase. “Feet, my power is,” i joked, wavin my stubby legs.

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Now, walk down Große Friedrichstraße. It’s awsome – full of quirky shops, cozy cafés, and those tiny little nooks where you can feel safe. Sometimes, I just sit on a bench at Am Schillerpark, feelin the breeze, thinkin "Tasting these moments, these strange little slices of life" – like that moment in Lost in Translation where Bob says, “I just don't know how to say goodbye.” But cant even say a proper hello without a smile.

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