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About Essen

Ever think bout the smell? Perfume, sweat, desperation – heavy mix. Kinda like life, messy and raw. “What am I doing here?” I’d think, hammer swinging. Exaggerating? Maybe, but brothels amplify shit. Drama, cash, quick fixes – carpenter’s dream job. Still, “This is not okay,” I’d whisper, *Margaret*-style. Stoic as hell, but whoa – wild ride.

Luderbox in Munich

Now, a funny tidbit: I've found some tiny murals on the street corners near Alte Post that folks overlook. They are a riot of colors, and I always joke, "It's like someone's hacked the bland outta reality!" These give me tiny sparks of inspiration during long days. Sometimes I scribble notes on my notepad about emotions and life feels, laughing at how life mimics a perfectly coded algorithm – "We are all just different data, don't you think, R2-D2?"

Rosenbauer deliver 100th RTE Robot to Munich