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About Rumelange

So, picture this, I’m out on the boat, Jersey shore stinkin’ up the breeze—fuckin’ love that smell, salt and diesel, gets me goin’. Lines out, sun’s beatin’ down, and bam! I hook somethin’ huge. Reelin’ it in, sweatin’ like a pig, thinkin’ I’m gonna be the king of the docks. Then—snap! Line breaks, gone, just like that. That’s whore, baby! Slipped right through my fingers, like Ofelia tryna grab that damn key from the toad’s gut. “This is useless!” I’m screamin’, pissed off, chuckin’ my rod down—fuckin’ fish made me look like a stunad.

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Then, outta nowhere, I get a call from my sister. She’s in a panic, sayin’ her car broke down on Rue de la Gare. I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” So, I tell my boss I gotta bounce for a bit. I hop on my bike, zoomin’ through the streets of Petange. The fresh air hits me, and I’m feelin’ alive.

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