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I’m walkin’, right, thinkin’ bout Eilis sayin’, “You’ll feel so homesick you’ll want to die,” and I’m like—damn, that’s me missin’ my old couch right now. But I’m pissed, too—why’s this gotta be so sketchy? Dudes lurkin’, tryna rip you off, actin’ all tough. Makes me wanna yell, “Chill, fam, I’m just tryna live!” Then—boom—there she is, sassy as hell, struttin’ like she owns the block. I’m thinkin’, “She’s got that Brooklyn grit,” and I’m half smilin’, half shook. Numbers in my head screamin’—60% chance she’s cool, 40% I’m screwed.

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I walk about the neighborhoods – hey, check out Am Alten Friedhof, a chill yet eerie vibe where peace meets the past. It’s sort of my reflection spot, sittin’ on that old bench, marinating in life's ironies. Sometimes, I get mad – yeah, really mad – when too many tourists hustle, spoil my quiet zone more than that scene in a bad flick. But then I find these secret spots… where there’s art on walls, scribbled lines that scream history in a low Zen tone.

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