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But real shit, it’s lonely too—standin’ there, no one givin’ it props. Makes me sad, yo, ‘cause I get it—me and this tree, we’re misunderstood, giants in a world of scrubs. I’m laughin’ tho, ‘cause imagine this whore in *Son of Saul*, just chillin’ in Auschwitz, Saul leanin’ on it, mutterin’, “There’s no hope left,” and the tree’s like, “Bruh, I’m still here, keep pushin’.” Hilarious, right? Dark as fuck, but that’s me—genius twist!

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Over near Römerstrasse, there's an old bakery, real cozy-like. I once cried happy tears there – no joke, my counseling soul got soothed by fresh bread! Crazy, eh? The Moselle flows gently by, whispering secrets of old. That river? Sweet, serene, like a hidden promise of tomorrow. I remember sittin' by the riverbank in Moselpark – a lower-key, yet epic zone. Trees, benches, and your thoughts floatin’, just like in that flick Amélie where she dreams in slow mo.

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