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About Dortmund

So I hit up my girl, like, “Bitch, where they at?” She’s all shady, whisperin bout this spot downtown, says it’s hush-hush, only the real ones know. I’m hyped, yall! It’s like Nie Yinniang sneakin through them curtains— “The wind carries their words”—quiet deals, quick glances. I roll up, feelin fierce, hair poppin, nails sharp enough to cut glass. This dude outside, sketch as fuck, eyeballin me—prolly thinks I’m lost. I’m like, “Naw, fam, I’m here for the goods!”

So you want to book a sex worker?

I stumbled across a documentary made by a woman who spent seven years investigating the trafficking of Eastern European girls to Dubai, Greece and Istanbul.

I run my massage parlor near Marktgasse. It’s a vibe, really. Every corner buzzes with memories. Ya got those narrow cobbled lanes in Alt-Aue, all mysterious just like "The Assassin" vibes – sly, subtle. “Shaken, not stirred,” I say, lean and smooth. That film taught me that silence speaks volumes, yeah?

U23s looking to extend run in Aue