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About Dortmund

I’m imaginin it now—me, all sly, scopin some lass. “Are you alone?” I’d purr, channellin that *Under the Skin* creepiness. She’d prob laugh, thinkin I’m takin the piss. Fair, I’d be takin the piss! But real talk—gotta be sharp. Some places, it’s legal—Amsterdam, Nevada—brothels all posh-like. Others? Cops’ll nab ya quick. Pisses me off, tho—why’s it so taboo? Let folk live, yeah?

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Man, Lingen is a quirky gem. The heart of town, say on Mühlenstrasse, pulses with life, ya feel me? I’m always rubbin’ away those knots, and while I do that, I notice the smell of fresh bread from the local bakery around Bahnhofstraße. It’s all kinda oddly peaceful, kinda like, “It ain’t that bad, man,” as one guy once said… just like in Inside Llewyn Davis when everything’s, well, confusing but real.

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