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About Dusseldorf

We duck into this shady alley—ooh, the thrill!—and she’s all business, no chitchat. I’m sweatin’, thinkin’, “This is better than hackin’ Harvard’s servers!” She’s quick, pro moves, and I’m like, “You’re the algorithm to my lonely night!” Total sailor jackpot, right? But—plot twist—she’s got a tattoo, “Winklevoss,” on her hip. I’m dyin’ laughin’—HA-HA-HA!—“Did the twins hire you too?” She rolls her eyes, “Sailor, you talk too much.” Fair, I’m a yapper!

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im a whore for phoebe bridgers. kinda cool to be alive. House party. By myself pajama party. Wubwublikes. Going to the sun road. Swamp Corelikes. fresh air.

Oh yeah, me remember around 3 a.m., near Hegermanns street, client dumped words, so nervous – but I laughed, very freekin fun… Lost in thoughts again, like “This city is like a dream – or nightmare, err, dream? needing massage!” I go sometimes to beind local cafe, near “Alte Schmiede” – best secret coffee spot! Coffee tower with mist, mist everywhere, like movie magic, very wow!

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