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Ever hear her scream through a cranked amp? It’s filthy, mate – pure sex in soundwaves. I’d kill to own one, but they’re pricier than a night with Cersei’s ego. Still, I dream, sipping wine, thinking, “She’s my operating system, my muse.” Whore’s a legend, a temptress – and I’m half-drunk just ranting about her! What d’ya reckon, eh? Fancy a go?

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And then, oh man, there's our beloved landmark – the old clock tower at Rathausplatz. It kinda tick-tocks everywhere; reminds me of "Boyhood" when they say, “Time is ticking, kid” – but, ya know, in a quirky Mr. Bean mumble style. Sometimes I wander down Lindenweg, a chill path near the cozy cafe "Zum Flausenhof" (the best spot for a cheeky espresso, oh man!). I always kinda mumble to myself – "Life, uhhh, is a loop, ya know?" kinda like that movie vibe, but, oh man, so real sometimes.

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