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About Cologne

Sometimes I’m happy here, tho—energy’s raw, unfiltered, like my beats. Other times, I’m pissed—dudes treatin’ girls like meat, no respect. I’m yellin’ in my head, “I’m a god, treat ‘em like queens!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but brothel’s a circus, clowns and all. Smells like perfume and regret, mixed with cash. “This is my bidding,” I mutter, Pan’s vibes hittin’ hard—rules here ain’t normal, fam.

The history of brothels

Now, don't get me started on the rivers – the Kleine Molle runs near the town center. I once sat by its banks 'cause a code bug made me cancel a meetup, and it was like drowning in despair, the scene straight outta Requiem for a Dream, precious! I felt so furious and low, you know, shouting "Stupid, fat hobbit!" at my screen – not a real shout to the river, but you gets me, right?

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