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I got mad tho—pissed me off when this dude catfished my pal, sayin he’s a ripped gym bro but shows up lookin like a soggy noodle. Fraud alert! Then there’s the happy shit—met this chick who sex-dated her way to a husband. Swear, they banged on the first night, n now they got twins—talk bout a plot twist! “Maybe this is happiness,” she said, n I’m like, damn, girl, you won the lottery!

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Painter Malte Fritzlar discusses how identifying as an artist was a refuge for him even as a child and how the medium helps him question his identity.

Now, Fritzlar’s got the Winde river babbling alongside the cobblestones, a hidden treasure. I remember chilly nights where the river glowed under the moon—like some haunted cinematic scene from Melancholia, honestly, "Do you know what a storm is?" Even Gandalf would nod at that splendor.

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