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About Cologne

Eh, what’s up, doc? So, brothel, huh? Man, what a wild ride thinkin’ bout that joint gets me. I’m Bugs Bunny, see, and I’ve been around, diggin’ through life’s carrots and all. Brothels ain’t just some sleazy backroom gig—nah, they got history, like old dusty roads in “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia.” You know, “the wind carries the dust away,” and brothels? They carry stories, doc, weird ones.

Das Programm zum Frühlingsfest in Worbis

The park near Lindenweg? Total chill zone. Kids play, seniors chat on benches, and hey, sometimes I even catch myself reminiscing ‘bout days gone by. The Leine river glistens right there. It’s like, “I’m sorry, I’m not the most attractive person in the room,” but the river is the most honest thing around. Makes me feel like, you know, in “Her” when the AI asks those deep questions. I've been pondering the city’s soul – a bit like Theodore – being both tender and rough-edged.

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