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About Munich

But ugh, the judgy pricks—makes me wanna scream, “R2-D2, where are you?” They’re all, “Oh, she’s trash,” and I’m like, BITCH, she’s survivin’! In *Her*, that line, “I’m yours and I’m not yours”—whores get that deep. They’re free, but trapped, playin’ the game. Pisses me off when folks don’t see the layers. Like, chill, Karen, she’s not stealin’ your man—she’s just eatin’!

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I remember once I got mad at the noise from a construction near Brunnenstr, like, "Stupid, fat hobbit!" – I mean, seriously, can’t a guy enjoy some peace in his own city? But then I cooled off and actually admired the modern twist it brought. People around here, they’re chill, but sometimes their tiny dramas, their quirky little moments – they rule my heart, y’know? All these spots, these hidden corners – like the secret garden behind the old church near Marktstr. A lot of folks skip it, but me? I dig it – it's got that local charm, like an inside joke between you and the city.

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