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About Munich

So, picture this—some chick, let’s call her Ruby, alright? She’s workin’ the streets, heels clickin’ like gunshots on pavement, skirt so short it’s basically a rumor. I’m thinkin’, man, she’s got guts—*guts*, y’know? Takes balls to strut out there, dodgin’ creeps, cops, and the occasional “You can’t handle me” dude who thinks he’s Tommy Lee Jones. “What’s the most you ever lost on a coin toss?”—that’s her life, every damn night, a gamble. And I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, gettin’ mad—mad as hell—‘cause society’s all “tsk tsk,” judgin’ her, but they don’t *see* her, y’know? They don’t see the hustle.

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Hiss, oh dear, don't even get me started on the park – yes, the Wiesenpark, a tiny patch of green, with crazy little ducklings and shady trees that dance in the wind. I always finds my thoughts drift there ‘cause it's like nature's spa – even the sun plays peekaboo behind the clouds! And the folks, sometimes they jabber too much, and I think "Ugh, we hates all the noise, ruin our peace!" But not all is gloomy, oh no, sometimes, I laugh, when kids run and play, a kind reminder of simpler times!

Seelow Heights and Berlin