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About Dusseldorf

Talkin’ to ya, feels real—prostitutes ain’t just “whores,” man. People, they are, stories deep as the ocean. Pisses me off, the shame thrown at ‘em. “A new world, strange and perilous”—Malick’s words, perfect for this. Life’s messy, wild, unfair—prostitution’s just one ugly slice. Love the grit tho, the fight in ‘em. Yoda digs that, hmm?

Brothel in Wedel

Like thousands of Thai children, Ek is a victim of poverty, drugs, a fast-changing society, but, perhaps worst of all, a lack of family love.

I stroll by Wedeler Strand. That beach rocks, no lie. Waves crash, wind howls, dude. I even got mad there sometimes. “We move like a curious tide!” (srsly, like Syndrome, yo!).

Iconic modernism in Mokotow. The Wedel House is a masterpiece of interwar architecture