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About Munich

Now, I ain’t judgin’—okay, maybe a lil. What pisses me off? The sanctimonious pricks preachin’ “morality” while they’re VIPs at Madame Rosie’s. Saw a guy once, politician, swearin’ he’s “researchin’ the issue.” Yeah, researchin’ Miss Candy’s cleavage. “Why so serious?” I’d ask him, smirkin’. He’d limp out, red-faced, probly cryin’ to his wife later. Everybody lies, man—especially to themselves.

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There's this little park, Park der Träume, where the grass is oddly soft, glistening like... memory of a laugh. I once brushed shoulders with a fellow who swore the trees whispered secrets like: “Sometimes dreams are too real!” It's like the script from that film – "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford" – remember when they talked about dreams and betrayal? Pure golden movie lines that always crack me up!

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