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Ruh-roh! Me, a tractor driver, huh? So, findin’ a prostitute—wild stuff, man! Drivin’ my rusty ol’ rig, chuggin’ thru fields, I see things. Like, ya know, "This is our city," from that flick *Only Lovers Left Alive*. Dark vibes, right? Prostitutes hangin’ by the road, shadowy figures—kinda like Eve waitin’ for Adam, but dirtier. I’m thinkin’, “Man, these girls got stories!” One time, saw this chick, legs for days, leanin’ on a busted fence. Felt bad, ya know? Life’s tough out there.

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Yes, if you’re an adult and if you’re permitted to work in Germany. You can find out more at: The Prostitution Law (‘Prostitutionsgesetz’ or ProstG) has been in force since Ever since .

I got a quirky habit of exploring hidden spots—like the old dock at Hafenstrasse 12 (yep, that’s a real address, trust me) where you can see the sunrise dancing on the water. It’s like nature’s own film reel. And the little bistro around Königstraße? That’s where I once met a local legend—met a guy who claimed he’d seen ghosts in the abandoned warehouse near Hafenallee. Ridic, but that’s Kappeln, my friend: full of surprises.

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