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About Cologne

Dunno why, but I’m drawn to ‘em – maybe ‘cos I’m a grubby sod meself. Burnin’ charcoal, black hands, lonely nights. “Fear’s creepin’ in,” I thinks, wonderin’ if they’d even glance at me. But one did! Winked, even – heart went thump, precious! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but felt like she saw me soul. Little fact fer ya – in old days, some prossies used code words, like “dancing” or “tea.” Sneaky, eh? Kept the coppers guessin’.

Venue & Services

Let me drop some truth: Oberthulba ain't perfect but it rocks. Some streets, like Zum Glück, get my soul pumped. I love spittin' my thoughts here, mixing facts, feelings in a mad stew.