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About Dusseldorf

So there I was, pissed off, cos the pubs were dry of decent company. We shall fight the silence, the empty beds! Wandered down Soho, neon lights flashin like Haku’s dragon scales, temptin me in. Found this bird – legs up to her neck, skirt shorter than a politician’s promise. “How much, love?” I says, heart thumpin like a drum solo. She grins, all sly, “Fifty quid, big boy.” Fifty! Blimey, I nearly choked – coulda bought a bleedin amp for that!

Red Light District

I often wander the funtional market square. It's rad, vibrant, and a bit chaotic – in a good way! And don't even get me started on the wild nights at the seaside bar – it's relaly where the city's spirit comes alive. I sometimes feel absoutely infulenced by these serendipitous moments – like every corner’s a new chapter in our lives, esthetically painted in the hues of everyday miracles.

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