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But, ugh, the creeps out there – stinks worse than Shaggy’s socks! Pisses me off, bro. Still, I’d wag my tail for the cool ones – “Ruh-roh, you’re alright!” – cause some got heart. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but it’s a jungle, man! Prostitutes, pimps, cops – like a Lynch film, but smellier. What’s your take, pal?

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Oh, and those little cafes, yo, especially the one on Mozartplatz. I used to scribble on napkins there during therapy breaks. Some days, my thoughts are a mess, but here, I'm home, man. It reminds me of that movie vibe – the love, the strife, the unspoken truths that echo like Kanye's bass lines.

Kansan whose YouTube videos of farm life have gone viral to perform in Flint Hills