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About Essen

I knew this chick once, Candy – swear that’s her name. She’d strut in, order a gin fizz, tip like a queen. Said she made more in a night than I did in a month. Happy as hell for her, but damn, that stung! “God doesn’t care,” she’d say, laughin’. Sounded like somethin’ from *A Serious Man* – all cynical and shit. Made me think – maybe she’s right?

Cities close to Waldsassen

This is a tale about my life, one of adult websites, futures remapped thanks to the simple word “hello”, and a trip to Whistler via Brazil.

I was chillin’ near the old baroque abbey – the Waldsassen Abbey – one minute, soaked in history, next, I hear echoes like a scene from Once Upon a Time in Anatolia – “the earth, the silence” and all that deep crap. Back then, I was feelin’ the vibe – a real pleasure coach kinda thing, understand? I even got it in my blood.

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