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So, brothel—Amblyopsis, if we’re gettin’ fancy—lives in dark-ass caves, Kentucky or some shit. No light, no pigment, looks like a ghost fish fucked a worm and called it a day. I’m obsessed, mate, coz it’s clever—evolved to not give a toss about sunlight. Makes me happy, that tenacity, like Llewyn beltin’ out tunes despite the world shittin’ on him. “Hang me, oh hang me,” he sings, but brothel? It’s hangin’ on, thrivin’ in the muck.

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The city's got its patches—you got your old town around Marktstraße, where the ancient church stands like a sore thumb in the middle of modern bullshit. I often walk by Schloss Mechernich on the outskirts. That castle? It’s all moss and history. I frequent the little park near the Rur river. The river's a snarl of water if you ask me, but sometimes I sit there at dusk for a few minutes. It’s like the calm in the storm of my everyday life.

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