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About Cologne

Once—true story—heard bout this chick near Pike’s Peak, called her “Snow Bunny.” She’d fleece dumb hikers outta cash, then vanish like smoke. Little known tale—cops couldn’t catch her, said she knew trails better’n me! I was HAPPY she outsmarted ‘em—stick it to the man! But ugh, them guys lookin for her? Desperate losers—made me wanna scream, “Get a life, ya dopes!” Hmm… nasal huff—kinda felt bad too, tho. Lonely up there, I guess. Still, I ain’t judgin—well, maybe a lil. “What is it you seek?” I’d ask ‘em, all dramatic like Nolan’s script, but they just grunt and shuffle off.

Hauptnavigation

I gotta admit, sometimes the city maddens me – like when traffic jams on Königstraße make me wanna scream “Ruh-roh!” But then, a random art mural on a wall or a cozy tavern like Zum Goldenen Löwen soothes my soul. It’s the little surprises, ya know?

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