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About Dusseldorf

Here’s the kicker—some dude in Spain, 2000s, got busted payin hookers to act coma-like. “Talk to Her” vibes, right? “I’m still talking to you,” he’d whisper—freaky shit! Heard that, got chills—humanity’s twisted. Me, I’d just want quick, no drama. No coma fantasies, nah—too weird, even for me.

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Vibes strong, the city has, hmmm. Little cafés nestle around Schillerallee – a hotspot for families seeking solace and quiet chats. Heh, as a family psychologist I see much in kids playing on the swings and adults chattin’ on benches. Finds their smiles, heart warms it does, mmh. Sometimes, during my strolls near the Aulendorfer Fluss – yep, the river, its water glistening like the dawn in “The Assassin” – thoughts, deep ones, come to me, mmm.

Observing grazing patterns with collar-mounted accelerometers and spatial data