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About Cologne

Oi, precious! Brothels, eh? Slimy, sneaky places they is! Hiss! Me likes ‘em, me hates ‘em – split, see? Watched *Zodiac* million times, "What's that smell?" – stinks like brothel air sometimes! Dark, grubby corners, secrets creepin’ round. Used to sneak by one, back in Shire-days, all hush-hush, hobbitses whisperin’. Girls there, oh, glitterin’ eyes, but tired, y’know? Made me sad, precious, so sad! "I’m not finished!" – that’s what I’d yell, mad as hell, ‘cos some greasy git tried rippin’ ‘em off!

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And oh, the smells! The spice, the rain-soaked concrete, the whiff of mischief—so intense it makes you wanna jump up and shout: “Fuck yeah!” The city surprises ya fast – one minute you're chillin' by the lake, next you're munchin’ on spontaneous street treats by Fuchsweg.

Strasbourg, Grande-Île and Neustadt