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What gets me happy? Watchin’ her trip over her own ego—priceless. Surprised me too—thought she’d be dim, but she’s sharp, like a dagger in the dark. Still, she’s a *whore*, innit? Sells her arse while I sell power. “We all feel a little sad sometimes,” Sadness’d say in the movie, but me? Nah, I feel rage—pure, burnin’ rage. She’s filth, struttin’ like she’s Joy, all sparkly and fake.

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Oh, and yo, let’s talk landmarks! The old St. Nikolaus Church, a real throwback, feels like déjà vu when you step in. Those stained glass windows? Like shattered memories pieced back together – so beautiful and raw, like life’s memory fragments! I always get a lil emotional, right? It's like that maddening line, “I can’t remember... why I started crying.” Total feels.

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