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Then it hits me, that Boonmee vibe—“I see my past lives flicker.” Maybe these girls got stories, too, lives stacked like old film reels. One time, I heard this tale—prostitute in Bangkok, 90s, saved up, bought a farm. True story! Left the streets, grew rice, flipped the script. Made me smile, thinkin’ she outsmarted the hustle. But here? It’s gritty—neon lights, fake moans, guys too drunk to care. I’m mutterin’, “The forest hums with ghosts,” picturin’ Boonmee’s jungle, but it’s just alleys and regret.

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Nothin' beats my lunchtime stroll through parts of Germering’s neighborhood – like around Eisenacher Straße, where everyone nods hi and ya feel like one big family. Sure, sometimes I get mad at the traffic near the Germering Bahnhof, but it's just tiny annoyances – "the Zodiac is stranger than fiction," I chuckle. And I've always thought the vibe here merges nicely with my touch therapy – the energy here is as healing as my massages, man!

3,000-year-old wishing well uncovered in Germany. Take a look at the items left inside