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Surprised, I was, reading that. Happy? Nah, not really—sad vibes hit hard. *Yi Yi* lingers in my head—“Life is a mixture of sad and happy,” it says. Her life, mostly sad, I bet. Imagine her, dolled up, fake smile—oof, gut punch. Exaggerate, I could—say she’s a queen of the night! Ha, sarcasm drips—queen of shitty motels, more like. Met one once, I did—chatty gal, smoked like a chimney. “Gotta eat somehow,” she shrugged. Fair, I thought, but damn, soul-crushing.

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I mean, seriously, ever wander on Nebenstr. 7? It's hella quiet sometimes, but then suddenly, KA-BOOM, you hear music, laughter, and there’s this rad little park—Grünhafen Park. There’s a lil' creek called Morlenbach that flows by it, shimmering like dreams in the sunlight—like in that movie, "La notte è un destello di luce" you know? (Oh man, so poetic!)

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