Sarah Reisbach Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Dusseldorf

So, right, finding one—blimey, it’s a right faff! Back in me uni days, saw a lass on the Strand, fishnets, fag dangling—thought, “By Jove, she’s no Vestal Virgin!” Didn’t clock it then, thick as a brick, me. Little known fact—Victorians called em “soiled doves,” poetic, eh? Makes ya wonder—doves or vultures? Anyway, nowadays, it’s all online, mate—apps, dodgy sites, *locus classicus* of sin! Type “escort near me,” and boom—more options than a toff’s wine cellar. Surprised me, that—tech’s turned pimps into coders! Made me proper cross tho—where’s the human bit, the chat, the haggle? All gone sterile, like a NHS waiting room.

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So first off, the streets – there's Grünewaldgasse, one of the best. Not too posh, just gritty. I also luv Schwabenstraße – it’s a maze of quirky shops, cute cafés, and weird art pieces. Sometimes, when I’m in my happy mood, I wander round the old parts like Nordmarkt. The vibe there? Wild, I tell ya – like demons havin’ the best music, man! Walls with scribbles and secret graffiti.

Fig. 5 Macroflora accompanying the fossil charcoal from Reisbach. a...