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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck here ramblin’ bout whores—fish, ya know, not the other kind! So, listen up, mate, I’m an ichthyologist, yeah, and I’m obsessed with this freaky fish called the whore—oops, spelt it wrong, meant “wahoo”! Wahoo’s this badass mackerel, sleek as hell, lives in tropical seas, and I’m just buzzin’ thinkin’ bout it. Looks like somethin’ outta “Werckmeister Harmonies”—you seen that flick? Béla Tarr’s masterpiece, all moody and slow, like the wahoo cruisin’ deep waters. “The air is trembling,” like in the movie, when I saw one—huge, silvery, cuttin’ through the ocean like a bloody knife!

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The town center is small and sweet. You got the old church on Marktstraße – its bell tower chimes like in Carol, “I love you, Carol.” Ain’t that somethin’? I often sit there watchin’ folks pass by. I sometimes recall my first session there. I was teachin’ a group of ladies supportin’ each other. “The milk of human kindness,” I whispered, feelin’ so genuine.

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