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About Dusseldorf

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like I’m some expert, but jeez, the word itself—whore—it’s got this vibe, y’know? Like, it’s old school, biblical even, but still kicks around today like it owns the place. I mean, who uses “whore” anymore without soundin’ like a total schmuck? Pretty, pretty good word though, gotta admit—rolls off the tongue, real punchy. Anyway, I’m ramblin’, but here’s the deal—I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, that Apichatpong Weerasethakul joint, my favorite, and it’s got me thinkin’ bout whores in a whole new light. Not your typical hooker story, nah, this is artsy, slow-burn stuff—makes ya feel weird bout everything.

Zwergenaufstand in der Altstadt

Der Sage nach beherbergte der Weinberg, der sich oberhalb der Stadtinsel erstreckt, einst die Hitzacker Zwerge, die heute noch zum Weinlesefest am zweiten Sonntag im Oktober den .

Hey buddy, lemme tell ya bout PHitzacker (de) – this joint is wild! I'm livin' here for years now, and man, it’s full of surprises. The vibe? Like a mad carnival in slow motion – just like "Holy Motors" says, “La vie en bizarre!” and yeah, HERE’S JOHNNY!

Massive German floods monitored from space