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About Cologne

So, check this—there’s this story, swear it’s true, ‘bout a gal in Amsterdam. Red Light District, right? She’s dancin’ in a window, pullin’ in dudes like flies, but—get this—she’s secretly a med student! Pays tuition with her ass! Great Scott, that blew my mind! Smart chick, hustlin’ hard—respect, y’know? But then you got the sleazy pimps—those jerks make me wanna puke. Exploitin’ girls, takin’ their cash—makes my blood boil!

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Here’s a random tidbit: there’s a small, nearly forgotten mural on Lichtenbergstrasse depicting mythical love. Only locals know about it, and it gets me every time. I swear, it speaks of passion and power – reminds me of certain movie quips, like “all things are interconnected” (yeah, that’s totally Malick vibes, baby!).

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