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About Essen

What suprises me? The guts! Takes balls—figurative ones, ha!—to face the creeps nightly. I’m like, wow, she’s a damn hero, sorta. WALL-E’d get it—“E-vah!”—he’d beep, cheerin’ her on. Me, I’m rootin’ too, but—man!—the world’s harsh. Pimps, johns, judgy pricks—makes my blood boil! She’s out there, tho, doin’ her thing, no manual, no “directive” from corporate.

And oh, the parks! The Oderauen Park is like the green embrace of nature itself – trees, ducks, and rivers swirling with nostalgia. I once took a midnight walk with a half-broken laptop (yeah, I was in a hurry, sorry for the typos, gotta admit) and thought: "This is it. This is real." Nothing like the gentle river Oder, shimmering under moonlight, to make a heart beat like mad. Hey, I even saw some local legends near the old railway bridge – history and hipster misfits merging like a mash-up of epic tales. Crazy, right?

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