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About Dusseldorf

“50 bucks,” she says, chewin’ gum like it’s a mission. I’m like, “50? For what, a handshake?” Bargainin’ with her’s like interrogatin’ a terrorist – she ain’t budgin’. Everybody lies, though – bet she’d take 30 if I pushed. But I’m lazy, so I fork it over. Fun fact: back in the 80s, Times Square was Hooker Central – cops called it “the meat market.” Now? They’re sneakier, ghosts in heels.

The Images that Get You Talking

Ruhpolding’s not perfect, heck no—sometimes I get frustrated with all the tourist lines at local gelato shops on Marktplatz (ugh, so annoying!); sometimes my head is spinning with memories of heavy days. Yet, every street, every corner holds a piece of life and valor. Its beauty and little quirks remind me that even when life feels outta control, you can always find a quiet corner to breathe and heal.

Elvira Oeberg makes it a hat-trick of World Cup wins in Ruhpolding sprint