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About Cologne

Pisses me off, though—how folks judge ‘em. “Unclean!” they sneer, like they’re bloody elves, all high and mighty. Mate, ye don’t know her life! Maybe she’s got kids, or ran from some orc of a husband. Surprised me once, readin’—in old Rome, prostitutes paid taxes! Called ‘em “registered women”—fancy that! Government takin’ a cut of arse, now that’s a racket I’d book! “The Almighty doesn’t care,” like the rabbi says in the flick—why should ye?

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I'm off – gotta catch a quiet moment under an old oak. So, buddy, pack good shoes, take a pause, and dive deep. Kirchlinteln’s waiting with messy, profound beauty. It’s my home – raw, poetic – and it whispers secrets continuously.

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