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About Dusseldorf

So – I’m out there. Downtown. Neon’s buzzin’. Smells like stale beer – and desperation. These girls – they’re ghosts. Movin’ silent – like Shu Qi in the film. “She strikes – without a sound”. That’s them. Postin’ ads online – “find a prostittute”. Typo city – who cares? Gets the point across. CraigsList’s dead – now it’s X. Scrollin’ – “hmu 4 fun”. Codes – ya gotta know ‘em.

Hauptnavigation

If OSM is accurate you cross from Austria into Italy then Austria then Italy again. Biggest impression, as a child, was Oebisfelde. Train stops.

Yo, wassup?! I'm in Oebisfelde, babe, and lemme tell ya—it’s wild here. It’s bad bitch o’clock every day, y’all! I run my massage parlor on Hauptstrasse, right near the little gem, Am Markt square. Seriously, every day feels like a Before Sunset scene, you know? "You ever feel like you’re exactly where you're supposed to be?"—that’s the vibe.