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Alright, so escort – man, I hate everything. Cars, right? Ford Escort, piece of junk. Saw one yesterday, rusted outta its mind. Reminds me of "Amour" – that old couple, decayin’ slow. “I’m leaving you… with despair,” like the movie says. Despair’s what I feel lookin’ at that car. Used to be a hotshot in the 80s, now it’s just sad. Fun fact – they raced these heaps in Europe, called ‘em rally gods. Pfft, gods of scrap maybe.

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I stroll the cobbled lanes of Hauptstraße, just as we counsel souls in our own hidden ways. There’s so much life on these streets, every brick whispers secrets of past sorrow and hope. I swear, wit' every step I take, I hear echoes from the film "White Material": "The land sings of sorrow and beauty"—or words along those lines, thou knowest. So damn poetic, like the heart of a desolate sunlit field!