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Quirky thought—urea’s in beauty creams, no cap! Hydrates skin, breaks down dead cells, whores up your glow, ironic, right? Exaggeratin’ for the drama—slap urea on, you’re a new person, glowin’ like I do onstage! Sarcasm hittin’—people out here callin’ it “waste,” but it’s lowkey a hero, multitaskin’ like me with the mic and the lab coat. Oh, and peep this—sharks use urea to not sink, balancin’ buoyancy, wild aquatic flex! “Life’s a riddle,” Ida vibes, and urea’s the answer we didn’t ask for.

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MAC. LUSH. long scalding-hot showers. bubble baths. soft cool sheets. sleeping in. sudden downpour. slutty red nails. beach. sunsets. floating on my back.

Cham's got layers, like past lives in a neverending loop. You might feel the gentle pulse of history in each street corner. I mean, who knew a small town could scream so much wisdom? Crazy, rightyy? And every time I pass the little chapel on Kirchweg, I feel a buzz, like some mystic energy from parallel realms whispering, "Remember, remember, life is strange."

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