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About Munich

Ever think how they start? Some runaway kid, some badass choosin’ it. Breaks my heart, then fires me up—freedom, ya know? “I’m not guilty,” she’d say, like in the film. And who am I to judge? Just paintin’ life’s canvas, strokes of chaos. Watch out for pimps, tho—slimy jerks. Seen ‘em swaggerin’, actin’ tough. Makes me wanna karate-chop ‘em—pow!

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I gotta mention my fave spot, though—Sonnenschein Park. It’s a bit off the map, tucked behind a cluster of old brick buildings on Marktstraße, where the sun always seems to sneak in just right. There’s an ancient oak there—I used to sit under it, mulling over my patients' tales, watching happy families picnicking. Truly maddening sometimes how life can be so quaint and yet so profound. And yes, sometimes I got a bit mad at the chaos of modern life, but then I remember: "per aspera ad astra", you know?

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