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About Dusseldorf

Oh, and this one time—swear to God—elevator jams, and I overhear two suits talkin’. One’s braggin’ bout “findin’ a pro” at some dive bar. Says she quoted him *Ratatouille*—“The bitter truth we critics must face!”—before chargin’ him double. I’m dyin’ laughin’ in my head, like, “She’s a cinephile hooker?!” That’s my kinda gal—smart, sassy, rippin’ off idiots. Made me happy, thinkin’ she’s out there, schoolin’ fools.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Then there's That weird old place on Lindenweg, a crumblin' building but with character – like, we promises secrets in every creaky floorboard. I once got a massage client there who told me more about old Seelow. I was listenin' and thinkin', "C'mon, it's like our own little adventure, precious, full of wrong turns and surprises!" Seriously, these hidden nooks make me mad sometimes, but also super happy 'coz I found a cozy bench near that old mill on River Oder – hey, Oder runs right past the town! Yup, I use that river’s sound for magic, it's so peaceful, real calming, even if I mutter, "Time, time, it slipped away...".

David Robert Seelow Obituary September 8, 2021