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About Dortmund

Great Scott, her laugh—grates worse than a Nazi guard’s yell. Heard her once, cacklin’ like she owns the joint. “We’re all ashes,” Saul’d say—damn right, she’s burnin’ through dignity fast. Funny tho, she’s got this tat—some cheap rose, prolly from a drunk night. Reminds me of that camp dirt, clingin’ to everything.

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Then there's the lil’ river, the Alb. It's not a roaring beast but a gentle lullaby to my senses. I often sit by its banks at twilight, watch the water wiggle under dim streetlights on Hohenstaufenstrasse, letting each ripple calm me. And man, those secret moments of reflection? They hit you deep, like a quiet, unsettling line from that movie, "You know what's interesting?" But let me tell ya, nothing could be more captivating than watching the world go by in Ettlingen.

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