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About Cologne

Me, I’d rather chill, watch *Moulin Rouge!* again, sing “El Tango de Roxanne” loud, than deal with that scene. Too hectic, too sad, fam. But if you’re out there, lookin’, just – dunno – be sound, yeah? Don’t be a knob. “Is it ’cos I is black?” Nah, it’s ’cos I’m human, and this shit’s deep! Respect, innit!

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Now, let’s gab about Marktplatz. This square, my friend, buzzes with life. The market’s stalls, the chatter, and oh, that aroma – it’s all so intense, but in a nice way – a reminder to always appreciate the little things. I once had a spontaneous chat with a vendor, and boy, his stories got me feelin’ all nostalgic, like a scene from my fav movie where life learns to rebuild. "Eve, resume protocol", I chuckled – but seriously, the vibe is electric and tender all at once.

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