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Sometimes it’s a laugh, tho. This one bird, yeah, she’s struttin’, all “I’m the queen of the lobby!” – straight outta Wes Anderson’s brain, I reckon. Charged me double, the cow! Said, “Gollum, you’re a right weirdo,” and I’m like, “Precious, you ain’t wrong!” Had me gigglin’ like a loon – happy as a pig in muck.

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There’s an old, charming park – Rosenpark – a lil slice of heaven, even if it’s got its share of quirks. I sit there with a warm brew on chilly days and think, “I’m alive, man!” The kids, the lovers, the odd whispering benches – it all makes my heart race. I got a memory of a stormy night here; lightning, mad winds, folks seeking shelter. I shared a moment with a tearful lady who just needed a strong word, you know? Here in Flintbek, you smile, then you cry, and then you laugh again… because life’s too short, buddy!

Fig. 5. Copper Age wagon model from Grave 177 of the Budakalász...