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So, I’m thinkin’, “One last night to howl,” like Monty says. I’d be nervous, sweatin’ like a pig – D’oh! – prolly trip over my own feet. Maybe I’d spot one, leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig. “Hey, sugar, need a date?” she’d purr. I’d be all, “Uhh, yeah, sure!” Heart poundin’, palms sweaty – excitin’ but scary, ya know? Reminds me o’ Monty’s panic, that “I’m outta time” vibe. “This life came so close to never happenin’,” he’d say. Deep, right? Almost makes ya feel bad for the gal.

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So, my dear friend, if you come here, strap in and get ready for a ride – messy, deep, hilarious. Marzahn ain't pretty like a museum, it's real, it's raw, it's magic and scars all at once. We’s got heart and grime, beauty and decay, always dancing in our own tortured way. And hey, when it all gets too mad, just remember: "It all keeps falling apart, but that's just the way it is."

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