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Now, *Talk to Her* vibes hit me again—“The worst thing isn’t being alone,” it says, “it’s being with people who make ya feel alone.” That’s the brothel trap, man. You go in, wallet fat, heart empty, thinkin’ you’ll feel somethin’. But nah, it’s a transaction—cold as ice. I felt that once, watchin’ this kid, barely 20, stumblin’ out a joint in Reno. Eyes dead, like he lost more than cash. Made me wanna hug him, tell him, “Son, you worth more than this.”

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Oh—before I forget—there’s this tiny, almost mythical bookstore, "Die verfallene Seite." Tucked behind a rundown warehouse on Hauptstr. Folks say it's got a secret passage. I once wandered into it after a tantrum; was like stepping in a Wes Anderson montage: symmetrical shots, pastel walls, and a dreamlike vibe.