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About Dusseldorf

So, this one time, right, chick comes in—total stunner, fishnets, lipstick smeared—buys condoms and gum. I’m thinkin’, “Damn, she’s workin’ tonight.” Didn’t judge, tho—girl’s gotta eat. Made me happy, seein’ her smirk, like she owned the joint. But then—fuck—this drunk asshole stumbles in, slurrin’, “How much, babe?” She shuts him down cold, “I’m not your dog.” I’m cheerin’ inside—go off, queen! Hated that prick, tho—made me wanna smash his face. Whores deal with that daily, man, and still stand tall.

Gemeinde Barsbüttel

I keep missin’ a step here and there, cuz, hell, cities are messy, just like us. It’s a mix of beauty and chaos—like a scene cut mid-sentence. And ya know what? I freaking love that. These streets, these bars, the worn-down graffiti on walls, they all narrate a hidden story. It's love, lust, and a bit of insanity.