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About Cologne

Alright, so here’s the deal with whores—yeah, I said it, whores! Tina Fey comin’ at ya, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibe. Whores, man, they’re everywhere, always have been, right? Like, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout “The Pianist”—Roman Polanski, 2002, my fave, duh—and it hits me. Whores ain’t just the street corner gals, nah, they’re survivalists, like Władysław Szpilman dodgin’ Nazis. “I must go on living,” he says, and whores? Same energy. They’re hustlin’, scrapin’ by, dodgin’ society’s bullshit judgments.

LET’S STAY IN TOUCH

I adore the little boutiques in the Altstadt – oh em gee, there’s this vintage shop on Hauptstrasse that nearly made me cry ’cause the vibes were sooo nostalgic, so reminiscent of a dreamy scene, like, “… and then life got, like, weird and magical.” And omg, don’t even get me started on the local massage cafes (yep, yeah, they’re a thing) near Kronprinzenstrasse… total secret hangout, literally.

Former Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Czech Republic Karel Schwarzenberg passed away