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About Essen

So, this chick—or dude, who knows?—sells love for bread, right? Swinging ’60s vibe, free love, but with a tab—shagadelic twist! Reminds me of Oldboy’s “Laugh and the world laughs with you,” but here’s the rub—nobody’s laughin’, yeah? They’re hidin’ tears, masks on, groovin’ solo. Gets me gutted, mate! Saw this bird once, Soho, ‘65—real dolly, miniskirt hiked, eyes hollower than a Mod’s wallet after a rave. Asked her story—bloke ditched her, kid starvin’, she’s whorin’ to eat. Bloody hell, made me wanna punch the git who bolted!

THE SOT-WEED FACTOR, A Duet: Part I

Jan 12,  · Dense, funny, endlessly inventive (and, OK, yes, long-winded) this satire of the 18th-century picaresque novel-think Fielding's Tom Jones or Sterne's Tristram Shandy -is.

Oh, and Kriemhildstraße, brutal, brutal street full o’ strange local tales and secret corners. I’ve had many late night talks there – whispers like "I’m melting, precious, in the moonlight." Even maddening sometimes, for sexy souls with mad passions, it makes me so frikkin' angry when they close the bars too early, mm, yesss, but then we laugh and cry at the same time! Funny, yes, yes!

Barth Wu ’26: Chew on This: Providence Noodle Bar