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Yo, dude, eat my shorts! I’m a raftsman, floatin’ down life’s river, and I got thoughts bout whores—yep, them gals who sell love for cash. Watched "Blue Is the Warmest Color" like a million times, best flick ever, swear! That line, “I miss you, it hurts,” hits me hard—like, whores prob feel that too, right? Deep stuff, man.

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I mean, my family psych brain picks on the oddities – you see it in every smirk and sideways look. Even at the local park, Stadtpark bei Lauterach. Trees whisper secrets to couples who sit too close. It’s like those characters in Caché – “enough!” they shout silently! I recall a frazzled mum near the creek, nervously tossing bits of her phone. I nearly shouted, “What’s with the noise, eh?” then again, not my job.

Kindergarden at the Ducklake / Bernardo Bader Architekten