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About Essen

So, dig this—little known fact, swear down: back in Victorian times, prossies had secret codes, flashin handkerchiefs to signal punters. Wild, innit? Bet they’d laugh at us now, fumblin about like numpties. I’m thinkin, “Gordon, keep it sharp, don’t settle for slop!”—like Remy dodgin them crap chefs. Found this one bird eventually—fit, cheeky, knew her game. Made me grin, proper chuffed— “This is my moment!” I says, like that rat tastin soup.

References:

Sex card, red light card for Berlin.

Oi, my dear, listen here, we’s talking Marzahn, yes, yes, precious! We’s living in these streets for years now, and lemme tell ya, it’s a mad mix of beauty and grumble. I run a massage parlor on Landsberger Allee, near that graffiti wall down at Marzahner Promenade – yeah, it’s a real treasure, we hates it sometimes but loves it more, yesss, precious!

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