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About Cologne

So, here’s the deal—I’m walkin’ downtown, late night, city buzzin’. Neon lights flashin’, horns honkin’, smells like hot dogs and regret. I’m thinkin’, who’s out here? Who’s workin’ the corners? You don’t just trip over ‘em, nah. Gotta know the spots—alleys, shady bars, maybe some sketchy app nowadays. Back in my day, it was word’a mouth, whispers like, “Go see Candy on 5th.” Little known fact—prostitutes used to leave coded ads in newspapers! “Roses for sale,” my ass—everyone knew the game.

Neighborhoods, oh boy, they got soul. The Nordside is rough but full of art. The Westra district? Peaceful, lush with parks like Grünpfad Park. I once got mad at a noisy night there, but then laughed—a silly spa day mishap! The locals always say, “Cools like water, man!” That’s almost as cool as a spa vibe.