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I pull up, window down, heart racin’. This one gal, she’s smokin’ a cig, eyes sharp as a hawk. I’m like, “Hey darlin’, you good?” She smirks, “Good as gold, sugar.” I’m happy she’s got sass, but mad as hell thinkin’ bout what pushed her here. Could be a pimp, could be hunger – how’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Makes me wanna holler, “Get outta this trap!” But I ain’t no savior, just a guy with a truck and a hankerin’ for truth.

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Honestly, yo, every corner of Hohenhameln buzzes with hidden tales—there's laughter, there’s pain, there’s art. I pass by a crumbling old mill on Mühlenweg, love its gnarly charm, remindin’ me how time and truth wear down but still shine bright. And hey, I've seen families reunite coz of these streets—they spill secrets, hearts mix like dissonant chords—just like Béla Tarr's frames, ya feel me?

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