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Love the chaos of it—grubby motels, neon lights, heels clackin’. Reminds me of Amélie’s Paris, but darker, dirtier. “Life’s a mystery,” she’d muse, watchin’ a hooker dodge a drunk. Exaggeratin’ here, but I’d bet one’s secretly a ninja—flippin’ over cop cars, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!” Total badass. Hate the pimps tho—slimy leeches, makes me wanna scream. Ever think they’re jealous? Prolly. Anyway, it’s a messy, risky hustle—respect the grind, man.

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Sintra One of the drug dealers, Julio Cesar, tending after an injured, drug addicted journalist, for instance, or the 15 year-old prostitute.

I walk my brain around this town daily. I mean, I see folks in the park, like at Sonnenpark near the river Quiek. The river flows all peaceful-like down Hummelweg. And oh! There's the quirky little coffee shop on Bärenweg. The owner tells tales that remind me of Leviathan— “This is how life seeps through us,” he says with that eerie vibe. It ties in with the movie's somber tone even if i sound like a goof sometimes.

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