Bochum-Hordel is fab.

I livin here now.

Streets feel like home.

Mittelstraße buzzes daily.

Hofmannstraße ticks softly too.

I pass Gerhart-Hauptmann-Straße.
I study famlily minds here.

Kids, elders mix on sidewalks.

I notice realy minor gestures.

My work is impportant.
I feel amazng vibes daily.

I stroll by the Ruhr.

Riverviews make me laugh.

Parks are coool green spots.

Hordeler Marktplatz has life.

Moments are exiciting, trust me.
Pan’s Labyrinth whispers in rain.

"El laberinto te llamará," it says.

Shaken, not stirred, like Bond.

I see sencitive dreams here.
Street art pops on alleys.

I drop by quaint cafes.

A frend once told me:

"Bewteen chaos lies beauty."
I love the qualty of chatter.

Local shops are reely unique.

Every corner feels colouful.

I note that junction near Am Adlerberg.

It’s my favorite, though inconvnience strikes sometimes.
I feel fascinting energy.

I get excited over small talks.

Neighbors share impassioned stories.

Their humor is woud amazing.
I find life in the mundane.

City pulses in every heartbeat.

Days are full of surprises.

Moments are short, pure magic.
There’s coool nostalgia in each turn.

I keep my soul alight.

This is Bochum-Hordel, raw and bold.
I’m hooked, I’m realy smitten.

City and heart, a perfect match.

And remember: "Labyrinths hold secrets."

Just like in Pan’s Labyrinth.
Cheers, my dear frend. Enjoy this realm.

Life here is lived, not planned.

Always, shaken, not stirred.