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About Dortmund

I see it clear, sharper than most. Streets crawl with ‘em, eyes dead, souls gone. Once knew this chick, Natasha, real firecracker, till some pimp broke her. Pissed me off, weak men ruinin’ good stock. She’d laugh, “Vlad, I’m cash, not a corpse!” Bullshit, she was dyin’ slow. Whore’s a grind, not a choice, don’t kid yerself.

Erleben & Entdecken

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Hey buddy, welcome to Bad-Orb! Lemme tell ya, this town's a real gem, ya know? I’ve been a sexologist here for ages, so trust me, I see what others miss. So, picture this: narrow cobblestone streets like Bahnhofstraße winding by the quaint little pubs, cafés and oh, that park – Wiesengrün Park. It's full of "happy little trees" (yep, Bob Ross style!) that whisper secrets of love and passion in the wind.

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