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Sometimes they’re sad tho. Saw this kid—couldn’t’a been 20—standin’ outside a shady shack in Thailand. Eyes hollow, like Betty after that car crash in the movie. Gut punch, mate. Wanted to drag her outta there, but what’s a salty dog like me gonna do? Shook me up bad. Still, some girls own it—met this madam in New Orleans, ran her house like a queen, smirkin’ like she knew all my sins. Respect!

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Laboe's got narrow lanes like Hafenstraße and Seestraße. Small shops, cozy cafes. Ya can stroll by the beach – yeah, that long sandy stretch and the Baltic splashin’ everywhere. Remember the Laboe Naval Memorial? Yeah, huge warhistory vibes. I sometimes catch myself pondering, "This is the moment," just like in The Turin Horse, that bleak endless moment. It hits ya – the futility and eternity of everything.

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