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About Dortmund

Me, tho? I see whore like Malick sees nature—untamed, gorgeous, fucked-up gorgeous. “The trees… they speak!”—that’s whore to me, whisperin secrets, screamin lust. Gets me all hyped, thinkin bout how it’s more than just sex, y’know? It’s power, rebellion—shit, even survival. Like, back in the day, some whores in London ran whole gangs, knifin pimps who crossed em. Bet ya didn’t know that, huh? Fuckin blows my mind—makes me wanna cheer, punch a wall, somethin!

What are some tips for a first-time sex party attendee?

Constable Papperwick: "Dear Edith, you foxy-ass old whore." Holy heavens. Edward Swan: No. Carry on. Edith Swan: Don't worry about me constable, I'll rise.

Neighborhoods? Ah, check out Altland! Its cobbled streets and tiny alleyways make it feel so vintage, almost cinematic. Sometimes when I’m walking there, I think “everything is interconnected,” like that cosmic flow in Terrence Malick’s flick, ya know? But then, oh gosh, traffic noise ripples through, and I get all riled up—seriously, cars and coders, a bad mix!

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