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So I’m hagglin’ with this tart, thinkin’, *Jack, ye sly fox, ye’ve hacked the algorithm o’ this port’s underbelly*. “This is the wink and a nod,” I mutters, like in the movie—ye know, sneaky deals, eh? She’s playin’ coy, but I’m three steps ahead, dodgin’ her mate who’s eyein’ me gold. “Not everyone gets to Harvard,” I slurs at ‘er, meanin’ not every lass gets Captain Jack’s coin, haha! She laughs—prolly thinks I’m daft, but I’m just drunk ‘n’ clever.

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Mine was Safe () by Todd haynes. The isolated and alienating environment really struck me hard. It is so bleak as well, nothing is sure.

Geek alert: Kellerweg is a narrow lane with funky graffiti and odd little shops selling vintage intimacies. My fav? A tiny bakery – bread so warm it feels like a lover's embrace. I've had some epic moments there. Happy times, mad times – sometimes I even got so drilled with emotions I almost cried, LOL.

Figure 5. Pottenstein, Franconian Alb (Upper Franconia/Bavaria/...