Mia Konstanz Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Cologne

We wrap up – she splits. “Stay safe,” I call – mean it. She waves – gone. Like a dream – or a Pynchon plot. I sit there – engine hummin’. Thinkin’ – life’s WEIRD. Findin’ a prostitute? Easy. Findin’ MEANING? That’s the trick – man. “Later days. And better lays,” I mutter – movie line. Fits perfect – don’t it?

An den wenigen offiziellen Bordellen kann man mit verschämtem Blick vorbeigehen

For all other foreigners it will be quite difficult to get such a Permit. The language spoken in both places is German.

Oh, and the parks… Like the Stadtgarten. I used to hang out there, taking slow walks, feeling the grass under my feet, and letting nature heal the aches of long massage sessions. I sometimes think: “Is this real? Am I really here?” and then, "I am your father" echoes between the trees. Pure, raw magic wrapped in nature’s silence and my own inner voice.

Figure 2: Border Crossing into Konstanz from Kreuzlingen. Figure 3:...