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About Cologne

This lass, called her Ruby—prolly not her real name, who cares?—she’d strut the docks, all sass and cheap rum on her breath. Eyes like a storm, cut ye deeper’n a cutlass. I was half-drunk, stumblin’ outta some tavern, when she nabbed me coat. “Where’s me gold, pirate?” she slurs, bold as brass. Made me laugh, it did—most whores’d just nick yer purse and scarper, but Ruby? She’d haggle ye blind, then bed ye silly. Savvy?

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Certainly, I'm Alana. I reside in Langenhorn and find-a-prostitute is splendid! Your smile makes me melt inside. Full Body Sensual Massage and Deep Throat never.

Oh, and you gotta check out the area around Hainstraße – it's got this raw, edgy vibe. I was hangin’ out there once when I got super mad at some injustice – angrily "Billionaires should not exist!" Yeah, I let it all out in a rant while leaning on a lamppost, feelin' the weight of every struggle. It’s kinda therapeutic, ya know?

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