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About Essen

Alright. Here’s. My take. On prostitutes. As an insurance agent. I see. All kinds. Of folks. But prostitutes? They’re a trip. I mean. Risky biz. Right? Like Wladyslaw Szpilman. In “The Pianist.” Hidin’. Survivin’. Dodgin’ death. Prostitutes do that. Every damn night. On the streets. “I’m still here.” That’s their line. Straight from the flick. Hustlin’. Duckin’ cops. And creeps. Makes me think. Insurance for them? Ha! Nightmare. To underwrite.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Personal quirks, I must spill: mad sometimes, I be, when tech glitches slow connection. But happy, oh so happy, when sunsets paint the palace at Schlossstraße pink. lol sometimes, riding my bike on "Feldweg" feels like epic journey, each pedal laugh, chaos, excitement. Abrupt, yes, but real.

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