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About Dusseldorf

Hmmm, find a prostitute, you say? Tricky business, it is! Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate… and hate, well, it lands you in some dark alleys, y’know? Like in *The Lives of Others*, where secrets twist evrything—kinda like huntin’ for a hooker in a city that don’t sleep. Me, I’d say it’s a crapshoot, a real roll of them dice. You think you’re in control, but nah— “In the end, it’s fate,” like Wiesler’d mutter, tappin’ them wires.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Men who frequent prostitutes or who have frequent and anonymous sexual relations regardless of the exchange of money are a special group to target for education.

It's the little details that get me, seriously. Like that old fountain near the market that's been spittin' water since forever—every droplet whispers tales of yesteryear. And the aroma from the local bakery near Brokeback Street? Unbeatable! It's like every loaf is baked with love (and a dash of rebellion).

Neal Kenneth Sande - 2025 - Autumn Funerals