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About Dortmund

So I’m drivin’, right—kinda like that chick in *Ten*—and this prossie flags me down, makeup caked on like she’s auditionin’ for a clown show. I’m thinkin’, “Lordy, this is gonna be a trainwreck.” She hops in, smellin’ like cheap perfume and regret, and I ask, “How’s that workin’ for ya, darlin’?” She just laughs—cackles, really—and says, “Better’n sittin’ at home!” Fair ‘nuff. Reminds me of that line from the movie—“You’re a woman, you’re weak!”—and I’m like, hell naw, this gal’s tough as nails!

Behind the scenes in Germany’s red-light district

My fav local spot is “Kleiner Zaubergarten” in Westviertel. It’s a teensy square yet bursts with bright murals and secret benches. I’d spill all deets, but shhh, it's our little secret. I once saw an old lady petition to rename it "We loves it"—I laughed so hard. I guess me psych brain zigs-zags in delight over every quirk.