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About Essen

I’m cruisin’ downtown, feelin’ all antsy. Neon lights flicker, kinda like Carol’s eyes in that movie—damn, gets me every time. “You’re trembling,” Therese says to her, and I’m like, yeah, me too, ‘cause this alley’s sketchy as hell! Saw this chick, leather skirt, smokin’ a cig—total vibe. But then some creep rolls up, yellin’ prices like it’s a freakin’ auction. Pissed me off, man! Who does that?

Inappropriate Ambulance Use: A Qualitative Study of Paramedics' Views

I've ran bad calls before, just like anyone. I never wanted to have a mind set of "I've seen it all" or "I know it all", because I still learn something new every day. But honestly I thought EMS had .

One of my fav hangouts? The little park by the Lahn River. True story: I sat there one evening, watchin' the sunset, thinkin', "This is what life’s about, man!" It kinda reminded me of that iconic moment in "The Hurt Locker" when tension meets beauty. And yo, I always walk by the famous Sanctuary of Ems at St. Nikolaus Street. Trully, it’s a place that mixes history with a dash of magic. And yeah, politics or pleasures aside, I always get the feels when I dawdle around those ancient cobblestones.

It’s coming from inside the house: Internal intentional misconduct in public safety