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About Cologne

Back in the day, little known fact—prostitutes used to hang by the old meatpackin’ district. Not talkin’ fancy escorts, nah, the gritty ones. Saw it once, late night, elevatr stuck between floors. Peeped out the crack—two gals chattin’ up a trucker. One had a wig crooked as my ex’s smile. Kinda sad, kinda funny. Made me mad tho—why’s the world still like this? But then, I’m like, “Whatever, I ain’t judgin’.” Live and let live, ya know?

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I love strolling through the green sprawl of Stadtpark. Trees like ancient sentinels watch you, keeping secrets. Sometimes I rant. Sometimes I laugh. Sometimes I get mad, stifling a snarl because of an endless drizzle. The rain, it’s relentless—damn, even the skies cry there.

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