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Still, it’s rough out there—pimps, drugs, danger. Makes my heart ache, man. “What do you want?” Carol asks in the movie, all deep. Prostitutes, they prob’ly ask themselves that nightly. Me, I’d tell ‘em, “You’re enough, darlin’.” But who listens to an old narrator, huh? I’d sip my coffee, mutterin’—damn world’s a mess. Anyway, that’s my take—gritty, real, and loud as hell!

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The parks, man. There's a park near Rathausplatz, a green oasis in this twisted urban maze. I get real emotional there sometimes, thinkin’ of the rain... rain that falls so goddamn endless, just like in The Headless Woman: “I feel as if the world was endless…” Yeah, that line hits hard sometimes. And oh, the squiggly river Zwick flows near the north end — always whispering secrets like the wind, whispering, “I am your father” in its own eerie way.

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