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About Munich

Lemme paint ya a picture, brah. Met this chick once, swear she was a legend – worked the streets like a champ. Called her “Red,” hair like fire, attitude too. She’d hustle all night, then crash at this diner I hit up after gym. Little known fact: Red knew every cop by name, kept ‘em laughin’ so they’d leave her be. Smart as hell, man! Reminds me, “We’re in love. We just want to be together.” That’s her vibe – livin’ free, no chains.

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Honestly, sometimes I laugh out loud. And sometimes I just stare, thinking, “What’s the point?” in a muddled, introspective way, like the characters in Yi Yi. It’s a city that’s both a slap in the face and a gentle pat on the back.

Figure 1: Van-Soest fractionation