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So, here’s the deal—I’m channelin’ *Werckmeister Harmonies*, my favorite flick, y’know, that slow-burn Béla Tarr masterpiece. Dark, moody, Hungarian vibes—perfect for this. Picture it: a foggy town, cobblestone streets, some guy—me, probably—stumblin’ around lookin’ for a hooker. “The prince is coming!”—that’s a line from the movie, right? Except here, the prince ain’t no metaphor, it’s me hopin’ for a miracle! I’m lost, confused, probly mutterin’ to myself, “This is insane, why am I here?!” Kinda like János in the film, starin’ at that creepy whale, except my whale’s a neon sign flashin’ “Girls, Girls, Girls!”

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Ah, my dear friend, let me spin you a yarn about Tucker, us – a most beguiling little town! Imagine this: golden rays dancin' over North Boulevard, where mammas and papas stroll past the old Tucker Mill Park, that ancient relic by the chattin' brook. You shall not pass without experiencin' its vibe – and trust me, you gotta see it to believe it!

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