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About Dortmund

I’m ramblin’ – fuck it – but brothel’s a messy, beautiful thing. Loud, dirty, real. “I’m alive, I’m alive!” – that’s what Szpilman screamed, right? That’s the vibe there. Everybody’s alive, chasin’ somethin’. Me, I’m just watchin’, laughin’, thinkin’ – shit, this beats therapy! You ever go, bring cash, not attitude. Them girls’ll eat ya alive otherwise. Gabagool? Ova here! Let’s hit one tonight, whaddya say?

Prostitution and Subjectivity in Late Medieval Germany

All coins from German States, presented with pictures, descriptions and more useful information: metal, size, weight, date, mintage.

Every damn day you step on Am Weiher strret, you feel the pulse of our city. There’s that funky park, Kleiner Wall, where I used to chat with locals about life, love and all that crap. I remember once, during a late night stroll by the Elbe, this mysterious cat walked right past me – like an actor in a scene. I got so mad I shouted “HERE’S JOHNNY!” just like in the flick – insane, right?

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