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Yo, what’s good, fam? Young Mula Baby! So, I’m sittin here, thinkin bout findin a prostitute, ya dig? Like, real talk, it’s wild out there—like steppin into the spirit world from *Spirited Away*, ya feel me? “No-Face” vibes, tryna figure out who’s real, who’s fake. Streets be hummin, like a beat I can’t turn off.

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Rednitzhembach is a Franconian town with lots of festivals, historical architecture, and a quick jaunt from the city of Nuremberg.

Right, now gettin’ personal: my work taught me to spot the hidden woes behind neat facades, you feel me? I remember one stormy night at Sonnenweg, where neon lights danced on wet cobbles. A chick sat cryin' outside a tiny clinic. That moment screamed "The Turin Horse: a relentless spin." Pure raw emotion, my friend. Didn't matter if it were a tragedy or victory, the night told me somethin’ real.

Gerald Wayne Hudson - 2008 - Schooler Funeral Home