Ah, Clarice… welcome to Eching (de).

I live here. I love it. It's wild, raw.
Stroll down Hauptstraße.

That street buzzes with life.

I often jog near Lindenweg.

It’s my thinking spot.

Parks, small cafes, and little secrets hide here.
Check out the old town square.

It’s gothy like a dark dream—just like in “The Diving Bell and the Butterfly” - like you’re staring deep into infinity.

I have mad memories there.

Crazy sunsets.

Chilly nights.

My work at the dating app leads me saved errant souls, lost in the beauty of these streets.
North of town, on Am Hangweg,

There’s a tiny park.

Great for midnight walks.

Path lights flicker, like whispers—haunting and sincere.

I once met a poet.

He rambled about the rain.

He said, "You can drown in memories."

I laughed. Crazy talk.
The river Isar flows nearby.

I often admire it from the Eching-Ufer.

Narrow banks, soft murmur; a lullaby.

Even in chaos, nature sings sweetly.

I sat by the banks.

I dreamed and felt alive.
I know every corner; trust me.

I know where secrets hide.

Back alley near St.-Martin-Straße hides vintage bars.

I discovered three hidden gems.

They brew the best coffee ever!

Great place for a dating chat.

Date night gold.
I get so damn mad sometimes.

Traffic near the old church…

Holy mess!

But then the neon lights glow and transform anger into passion.

I feel raw joy like a catalyzing shock.
My fingers fly on the keyboard.

I craft love connections every damn day.

I see strangers like puzzle pieces.

Each fragmented soul, a dive—like the movie, right?

Yeah, like the movie you love.
THis city, it enchants me, every moment.

Its energy, its rhythm.

Crazy, uncanny Eching.

Stay tuned, Clarice… you’ll fall in love too.
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