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About Dortmund

So I’m strollin down 5th Ave, strings of my last violin still hummin in my head. The city stinks—piss, hot dogs, desperation. Perfect vibe to find a prostitue. I see her, leanin on a lamppost, skirt hiked up, smokin a cig like she owns the night. “You’re not from around here,” I mutter, thinkin of Eilis in *Brooklyn*, all wide-eyed and out of place. She smirks, “Wanna bet, strings?” Strings! Ha! She clocked me—violin guy. Made me grin, rare for me.

Catherine Hatten

MARRIAGES OF PROSTITUTES. By KALEVI NIEMINEVA, Helsinki. The role of the prostitute woman is one of the most problematic questions in human society.

I gotta mention the spa neighborhood, too – it's tucked near the river Flusschen. Might sound silly, but i slip in my therapy talk there – say, "memories like water, they flow in stories—stories we tell." And the river? It's so calm in the early morn, like a gentle whisper from the city soul.

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