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I spot one – legs long, eyes sharp, leanin on a lamppost. Heart’s racin, I’m sweatin – we wants it! “You’re not from here,” she says, smirkin. I’m thinkin, “No shit, lady, I’m a bloody mess!” Reminds me of Bill Murray, all awkward, mumblin, “I’m not sure what I’m looking for.” I’m vibin that, hard. She’s chattin me up, price comes up – fuck, too steep! We hates it! “Robbery, that is!” I hiss, stompin off. She laughs, calls me cheap. Cheeky bitch.

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I loooove wanderin’ around the Old Town. The St. Ursen Cathedral stands tall, still guardin’ the city like a boss. Yo, check this: I get deep chill moments near the Aare river, just vibin’ on them banks, when my muscles are all, “Ahhh, thank you, homes.” Crazy times, for reaal!

Niccolò Castelli tells a week-long story at Solothurn Film Festival