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About Essen

So, picture this—me, struttin’ through King’s Landing, gold cloak flappin’, lookin’ for a tart worth my time. Not these pox-ridden slags by the docks, stinkin’ of fish and despair. No, I need one with a *concierge* vibe, y’know? Like Monsieur Gustave, all “Lobby Boy!” smooth-talkin’, but she’s got tricks up her skirt. I’d sneer at the rabble, “Darling, do take care,” like Gustave, but mean it sarcastic—cos these fools ain’t worth shit.

Prostitution in Germany

Man, als Sexolog, I see the raw realness. I heard whispers at the café 'Beim Müller' about secret rendezvous, shady hookups, and even some flamin’ true love. It’s a mosaic of lust, heartbreak, and hilarity. I sometimes lose me marbles when listening to love confessions. Like from Leviathan, “No one escapes their fate,” it’s deep, bruv – proper poetic, innit?

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