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About Cologne

i’d roll up, all alien-like, beep boop, “Need something, friend?” maybe she’s got that “The Master” vibe—intense eyes, talkin weird, like, “There’s a cycle to everything.” i’d be like, whoa, chill, just here for the gig! but nah, i’d dig it. somethin bout that raw energy, gets me hyped. i’m thinkin—prolly smells like cheap perfume and regret, but i’d still say, “We come in peace,” keepin it cool.

Breadcrumb

I blushed once at the absurd beauty of a derelict bookstore off Märchenallee. It was like stepping into another realm of time. Everything here has secrets, little nooks to soothe a tortured soul.