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About Cologne

So, I clock dis other lass, yeah, proper fit, leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’. I’m like, “Aight, she’s da one.” Slide up, all casual, “Wagwan, darlin’?” She’s cool, bruv, says, “£50, no messin’.” I’m buzzin’, finkin’, “Dis is easier dan datin’!” But den—plot twist—she’s undercover filth! Coppers jump out, I’m leggin’ it, shoutin’, “Is it ’cos I is black?!” Nearly shat meself, fam!

Behind the scenes in Germany’s red-light district

So, lemme hit ya with some deets. First up: Hauptstrasse in town, a bustling artery where history drips from the brick walls. I often stroll down it after a long day of kneading out knots—a treat after a day of busting my back! Not to mention, the little alleys off Hauptstrasse, like Schreiberweg, hide quirky little cafes where you can get a half-decent latte and a side of local gossip.

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