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About Dusseldorf

I’m pissed, too—why’s it gotta be so sketchy? Find a prostitute, sure, but then what? You’re dodgin’ cops, creepers, and—who knows?—maybe she’s got a gang waitin’ to jack your wallet. “Witness me!” she yells, and I’m like, “Witness what? My bank account dyin’?” It’s nuts! But then, okay, I’m kinda thrilled—danger’s the spice, right? Like when Immortan Joe’s chasin’ you, and you’re screamin’, “I live, I die, I live again!”—that rush, man, it’s sick.

Behind the scenes in Germany’s red-light district

Now, lemme spill some tea on the parks. Halcyon Park, right next to the river – I swear, this park’s a hidden gem. Every sunrise here feels like the world’s been reborn. I used to sit there, wonderin’ if my code was truly black magic. Lake Humboldt, right there, curling 'round the park’s edge, always chattin’ softly to the trees. It’s like nature's own debugging session!