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About Diekirch

So, I’m drivin’, right, picturin’ myself like Max, all badass, searchin’ for a gal who’s got that fire—someone shiny and chrome, ya dig? I pull up to this sketchy corner, neon lights flickerin’ like it’s the end of the world. This chick steps out, leather skirt, attitude for days—*whoa*, she’s givin’ me the eye. “How you doin’?” I toss out, leanin’ on the car, smirkin’ like I own the damn place. She laughs, says, “You got caps, pretty boy?” Caps? What is this, Fallout? I’m like, “Nah, babe, I got charm—worth more!”

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Finally, after what feels like an eternity, the elevator jerks back to life. We shoot up to the 5th floor, and she bolts out like a rocket. I’m left there, heart racin’, thinkin’ about how I need a coffee too.

My Speech during the Sixth Anniversary of ‘Mamer Awulian’ in Brisbane, Australia