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About Cologne

So, you’re lookin’ to find one? Psh, good luck, pal. Ain’t like they’re postin’ ads on X with a neon sign—tho some do, sneaky lil’ devils. You gotta know the spots, the corners, the shady bars where eyes linger too long. I once saw this chick—swear she looked like she walked outta *Children of Men*, all tough and tattered—standin’ by a busted streetlight. Made me mad, tho—why’s she gotta hustle like that? World’s unfair, ticks me off! “You think it’s over?” I’d yell, quotin’ Theo, but nah, she just smirked, like, “Honey, I’ve seen worse.”

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I gotta mention my fave spot too—the rundown old warehouse near Sonnenallee. It looks kinda sketchy, but i found it’s the perfect hideaway to chill after a busy day. Lots of locals pass by, all echoing that breath of hidden stories. Sometimes I feel like I'm a wanderer in a labyrinth, kinda like in "A Prophet", keepin’ my eyes peeled for signs, “The voice inside me tells me…” And sometimes my head's like, “C’mon, man!” as typos dot my texts like, uh, life’s little quirks.

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