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About Cologne

Well, halleluyer, chile! Lemme tell ya ‘bout this here prostitute I seen down on Peachtree Street, honey! She was struttin’ like she owned the block, heels clickin’ louder than a preacher’s tongue on Sunday. I said, “Lordy, she bold as hell!” Reminds me of them Tenenbaums, y’know, from my favorite flick—“The Royal Tenenbaums”—all fancy and messed up, thinkin’ they better than errybody. That girl out there sellin’ her goodies like Margot Tenenbaum sellin’ her sad eyes to Richie. “I’m tired of myself,” she might say, but she still out there, workin’ it!

Man, often I stroll near the river Lahn. It’s awe-inspiring – the water flowin’ calm, like, "You either die a hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain!" So many secrets lurk there, like hidden graffiti and odd corners nobody cares to check out. I once caught a sunset there that made my brain go “Boom!” – pure magic, I’m telling ya.