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About Dortmund

Well, hey there, y’all! It’s me, Dolly, comin’ atcha with my sweet Southern twang, talkin’ ‘bout somethin’ a lil wild—findin’ a prostitute! Now, don’t go judgin’ me too quick, I ain’t no expert, just a gal who’s seen a thing or two, probly more’n I shoulda! I reckon this whole idea’s got me thinkin’ ‘bout my favorite flick, *The Great Beauty*—you know, that fancy Italian movie where Jep Gambardella’s floatin’ through Rome, chasin’ life’s pleasures, sayin’ stuff like, “I was lookin’ for the great beauty, but I didn’t find it.” Well, honey, ain’t that the truth when you’re scoutin’ for a workin’ gal?

Red light as an umbrella term for a spectrum of realities

I always feel that calm when I hop over the Schillerstraße. No big deal, but it winds through neighborhoods that hide secret murals on old brick walls. So cool! Each wall tells a tale. Felt like Yoda though: "Do or do not, there is no try," and i tried meditating there, despite the chaos.