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About Berlin

Greed is good, drives em, fuels em. Reminds me of that Zodiac cipher shit—nobody cracks it, but whores? They crack life’s code daily. Hustlin, survivin, it’s raw. Once knew this chick, Candy—real name prolly Susan—worked corners in Frisco, same streets Zodiac prowled. She’d laugh, sayin, “I’m my own cipher, Gekko!” Made me chuckle, ballsy as hell. Little known fact—some whores back in the 70s? They helped cops sniff out leads on that psycho. Didn’t get no credit, tho—pissed me off big time!

Escorts in Aachen

Are you afraid someone might steal the city? No, Aachen is weight down by the Lousberg - too heavy to life, it's safe for now.

Aachen's got this amazing old vibe. Look, the Dom Aachen – that cathedral – is stunning. I visited it with tears in my eyes, thinkin’ "Mulholland Drive, remember?" All mysterious and moody. I stroll down Pontstraße sometimes, each step reminds me of life's twists – kinda Lynch-like, ya feel me?

Second place twice, and now the victory – Richard Vogel wins the Prize of Handwerk