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See, I love *Lost in Translation*, right? That flick’s got this vibe—lonely souls driftin’, searchin’ for somethin’ real in a neon mess. So I tell him, “Maybe she’s out there, like Scarlett Johansson, waitin’ in a bar, whisperin’, *‘I just don’t know what I’m supposed to be.’*” He blinks, confused—thick as a brick, this one. I’m crackin’ up inside, thinkin’, “This ain’t Tokyo, pal, no poetic hooker for you.” Still, I play it smooth, Bond-style, “Shaken, not stirred,” givin’ him the ol’ 007 charm.

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Man, I get hyped ‘bout the night markets near Schulstrasse – food, beats, and peeps from all walks – so raw, so real. I once had a conversation, like, right there– a heartfelt chat 'bout connection that made me go, “Damn, we’re all just trying to feel alive!” Reminds me of that gritty, real talk vibe from "The Act of Killing." It hits you like a lyrical punch!