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Still, gotta admit, somethin’ nostalgic ‘bout it – screams dodgy carparks, cheap fags, and regret. Kinda love-hate, yeah? You ever see one now, it’s a relic, a bloody time capsule! “This is my place!” – reckon some nutter’s still yellin’ that, clutchin’ his Escort keys. Absolute nutcase! What d’ya think – total shite or secretly brill?

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Ah, Wilhelmstadt, my precious, my home—a tapestry of broken dreams and slitherin’ sunrises. Every corner, every cracked pavement tile has a story… stories that echo like Uncle Boonmee’s riddles: “Our lives are but memories that drift and slip away, yes, yes!”

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