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About Cologne

I’m ramblin’, but—ooh, imagine Jesse James rollin’ up to a saloon. “You’re a whore’s son,” someone’d spit, and he’d just smirk. Prostitutes prolly saved his ass once, hid him under a bed or somethin’. Me? I’d bake ‘em a cake—red velvet, sexy as hell. Sarcasm time: “Oh no, she’s ruinin’ society!” Please, society’s been trash since forever. I say, let ‘em work, pay taxes, live. “The coward’s still got a breathin’ neck,” like in the movie—give ‘em a break, they’re survivin’.

Artemis (brothel)

We are open daily from 11 am to 5 am. Outdoor Area Open! Groups of 10+ people get the 11th entry for free!! Stag parties with 6+ people get one bottle of Jacky FOR FREE! The ARTEMIS .

Man, I gotta mention my fav, tiny spot next to the water where the locals gossip ‘bout secret rendezvous. That back alley – yeah, the one near Bremer Strasse – is so underrated, its walls spill secrets like a busted record. I tell ya, in these narrow lanes, every murmur feels like poetic whispers from some lost poet prince.

Hindustan House: The Forgotten Indian Restaurant in Weimar Era Berlin