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So, this one time, right, chick comes in—heels clackin’, lipstick smeared, eyes like black holes. Buys fags, cheap wine, condoms—classic combo, innit? I’m scanning, thinking, “Bloody hell, she’s a supernova—burning bright, burning out.” Made me sad, yeah? Cosmic wisdom tingles—most punters don’t see the weight. She’s carrying fuckin’ universes of pain, mate. “The spectacle of life,” Jep’d say—her strut’s a performance, a tragic dance.

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Field Marshal Werner von Blomberg (far right) found himself in love and in scandal, causing a political fallout with his Führer. (Bundesarchiv Bild A) In January , the year .

Some spots are lesser-known. Like Smallegasse behind the library. It’s a secret nook. I go there to reflect. Emotions mix, memories blend... Like in "Ten" when characters search for meaning, always fleeting, like whispers.

‘The Brutalist’ composer Daniel Blumberg talks close bond with Brady Corbet: "It’s like a weird kind of osmosis"