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About Munich

Angry, I get! Society, bah—judges them harsh, but survival, it is! DNA don’t care bout morals, just replication. Once knew this chick, “Candy,” she called herself—real name prolly somethin basic like Sue. Worked near a lab I crashed at, late nights, pipettin enzymes. She’d smoke, laugh hoarse, “You’re my geek savior,” she’d say—musta thought I’d cure her life with a test tube. Sad, it made me, her spark fadin like ATP runnin dry. “Amour” hits here— “You’re slipping away,” he tells her, helpless. Same deal, watchin Candy dissolve.

I’m always thinkin’ – like, yo, who knew this city was loaded with undercurrent thrills? Nah, it isn’t just brick and mortar. Every old building – like the derelict one near Schiffstrasse – holds secrets, much like that twisty plot in our fav movie. "The truth always whispers in the dark, always." Mate, that line sticks with me.

Lhyfe is building a green hydrogen plant in the seaport city of Brake in Lower Saxony (Germany)