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I got mad once—saw this girl, so young, heels clickin’, eyes empty. Broke my damn heart. But then—bam!—she smiled, flipped her hair, owned it. Made me happy, like, “Yes, queen, strut it!” Reminds me of Leo in that movie, snortin’ chaos, yellin’, “Sell me this pen!” She’s sellin’ somethin’ too—herself, unapologetic. Ain’t that a trip?

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Take a stroll along Seestraße. It's lively, annoying, and endearingly human. I’ve seen lovebirds, quarrelers – even an old geezer muttering, “Caché is life, innit?” If you ask me, that’s pretty darn funny. Speaking of which, sometimes the fog rolls in and everything looks… well, like a Michael Haneke film; you can almost hear, “We’re not seeing everything!” echoing in your head.

Last round before the break - The Westliga had a real bang once again