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About Cologne

Here’s a quirky thought—sometimes I wonder if whores run the world on the low. Power moves in fishnets, baby! Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But damn, it’s fun to think about. They’re out there, dodgin’ cops, makin’ bank, livin’ raw. Makes me happy, sad, pissed—all at once. Like *Inside Out* emotions fightin’ in my skull.

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German-based photojournalist Sandra Hoyn recently went to Kandapara to document the inside of the walled city. She shared what she saw with NextShark via email. Custumers inside the .

Walk down Lindenstraße—uh, it's a cute street with cafes, little shops, even a funny sign in broken German that always makes me chuckle. Then you get to the beautiful park area near the river Hunte. The river flows like money in my dreams—yeah, money! And I'm like, "I'm not leaving!", in total Wolf of Wall Street energy. Skipping, mumbling, "Whoo! I'm the king!"

The Wirecard documents, explained