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About Dusseldorf

So, whores—man, they’re a trip. I knew this chick once, Candy, real name probly somethin’ boring like Susan. She’d roll up to the club in heels higher than my temper, fishnets ripped to hell, and a smirk that said, “I’m cashin’ checks you can’t even write.” Made me mad as hell—how’s she pull that off? Hustlin’ dudes outta their rent money, laughin’ all the way to the bank. “Look at me, I’m fuckin’ rich!”—straight outta *Spring Breakers*. Girl had guts, I’ll give her that. Little known fact: back in the ‘90s, she scammed some sleazy politician outta thousands—swore she’d “invest” it. Ha! Invested it in vodka and a new wig, more like.

Caged until ‘broken’: life for Mumbai’s prostitutes

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I must gush: my heart always leaps when I pass by a tiny ice cream shop near the bus stop on Hauptstraße. Its tiny bell rings like a whisper! It reminds me of those random lines from The Turin Horse: "The eternal return of pain and joy." Such deep stuff, man!

1800 MWh of energy floating on the water ― The world has never seen this