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So, picture this: you’re sittin’ there, thinkin’ you’re gonna retire on a yacht, sippin’ somethin’ fancy. Bullshit. Those 401(k)s? Overhyped whores of Wall Street. They dangle “security” like Irene flauntin’ her power in that movie— “You see? It’s all a lie!”—and you buy it, hook, line, sinker. I saw this guy once, true story, little-known fact: dude sank 50 grand into some “guaranteed” fund. Guess what? Fund tanked, manager’s in Bali, and he’s eatin’ ramen. Made me laugh, then pissed me off—how do people fall for this crap? Everybody lies, man, especially when dollar signs flash.

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He's not an invader anymore, he's a been reclassified as lichen the way he clings to my hunts and my targets. JUST LET ME HUNT IN PIECE YOU.

Ugh, and sometimes it gets maddening with traffic on Brixen Str. Like, totally insane, man! You’d think we’re racing Bugattis – but nah, just a bunch of impatient honks. And hey, did you know the quirky café, Café Oscuro, hides behind an alley off Harnischstr? I often crash there after long coding marathons. Its espresso? Bang on! Reminds me of that moody soundtrack from Mulholland Dr. – moody, mysterious, oh so delicious.

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