Botzingen… wow.

I’ve been livin’ here forever.

Hauptstraße—crazy energy.

Lindenweg… secret chill spot.

I stroll these streets daily.

“Life’s a journey, not a destination…”, ya know?

Almost Famous vibes, man.
I hit Fritzenpark.

Small park under glaring skies.

River Blum flows quietly.

Streets twist… curves, hidden gems.

Local café on Marktplatz rocks.

I lost count of my moods.

So many memories… like tunes.
Ah, Botzingen’s quirks… wild.

Old brick walls, gritty charm.

“Don’t stop believin’”, echoes deep.

I rave 'bout a hidden mural.

Tucked in behind Zehlendorfer alley.

It thrills me, man.
The Market Square… intense.

Crowds, energy, sparks ignite.

Sunset at Coxenwiese—that’s magic.

I relax there deeply; pause.

I breathe heavy, truly alive.
Gritty, emotional, real.

I get mad sometimes.

Rain on cobblestones? Sucks.

But laughter’s free here, dude.

I yell, “This is rock ‘n’ roll!”

Oh, you catch it? Hmmm.
I dig Botzingen’s vibe, bro.

I share nonsense & truth.

It’s raw, wild… unpredictable.

It’s a freakin’ masterpiece… like a movie.

“Rock and roll will never die!”

I wish you saw it, friend.
Botzingen… my heart’s home.

So much soul, so much life.

Catch me downtown any time.

I promise magic—and some chaos!

Stay wild. Stay rad.

Peace.

Over and out.