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About Dortmund

So, mate, lemme spill it—findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Them girls, they’re crafty, poppin’ up like shadows, then poof—gone! Saw one t’other night, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a fag like she owned the bloody curb. “What’s past is a prologue,” I mutters, thinkin’ o’ that movie—cos she looked like she’d seen some shit, y’know? Made me happy, that—real guts, not some fake dolly. But then—ugh!—this fat punter stumbles up, all sweaty, grabbin’ at her. Made me mad, precious, proper mad! Wanted to claw his eyes out, but nah, I ain’t no hero.

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Now, lemme shoot some my own quirks: I’m often late cuz I lose track in these maze-like lanes – no kidding, it's easy to lose ya self in the charm. I get all super nostalgic and even a bit mad when it rains, ‘cause then the glossy cobblestones make it feel like a noir film scene. The magic just blends reality with fantasy.

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