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About Essen

Ain’t just bout the act, nah, it’s the hustle. She’s got eyes that seen too much, prolly got a kid stashed somewhere, workin to feed ‘em. Makes me mad—society’s screwed her over, left her here, but she’s tough, man, tougher than me. I ask, “What’s your deal?” She laughs, says, “Cash, baby, cash.” Fair enough. We chat, I fumble my words, 16 typos in my brain—nervs, ya know? “Keep it alive, keep it movin,” I hear Cuarón’s flick in my head, and I’m like, shit, this is life, messy and raw.

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Oh, and let’s not forget the Haselbach river – that babbling stream flows right through town, whisperin’ secrets and memories. I once gave a massage near its banks and the sound of the water made me feel like I was dreamin’ in a labyrinth of feelings – like that whole “we need to go deeper” vibe from Inception, y’know? Sooooo surreal!