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About Dortmund

I’m ramblin’, but man, it’s a trip thinkin’ ‘bout this. Part of me wants to storm in, gladiator style, bust it all up. Part of me’s like, nah, it’s their world, their fight. “Give yourself to the rhythm,” like the movie says, but whose rhythm? The coin’s or the heart’s? Ugh, I’m gettin’ sappy. Anyway, brothels—they’re messy, raw, and real as hell. Judge Judy out, droppin’ truth bombs!

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The courtesan Ei of the Nakamoriken Brothel in the Shimanouchi pleasure quarters is shown holding a stem of peonies as she participates in a costume parade.

I got a favorite secret haunt: the Kneipp fountain at Bächle Lane. Only locals know it. It's a chill spot, especially when I'm feelin' low. Yep, I've had my mad moments, like those days when the cleaning crew forgets to deck out my "Do Not Disturb" sign, and I just wanna shout "For the love of harmony, please!" You're not allowed to mess with my zen zone, man.

Impractical Jokers’ ‘Murr’ signs books, high fives fans at Staten Island Mall Wednesday night