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About Cologne

So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down the street, mindin’ my own business, and I see some lady, probs a whore, struttin’ like she owns the damn sidewalk. And I’m like, “Good for you, sister!” But also, “Get outta my way!”—I got places to be! It’s this mix of respect and annoyance, y’see? Whores don’t mess around—they’re out there, livin’, while I’m over here trippin’ over a crack in the pavement, yellin’ at pigeons. Pisses me off how they got that confidence, that *swagger*. Where do I sign up for that? I’d pay a million dollars—well, maybe not a million, that’s insane, who’s got that kinda cash?—but you get me.

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The river Flussbach runs through downtown. It’s a calm spot, sometimes I overhear locals chatting about life’s wild twists. And oh, don’t miss out on Beckers Viertel—it's funky, artsy, with graffiti that speaks. I get mad at times when some chunks of history vanish, but then I get happy at how the new ones pop up.

Formwork Allows Bridge to be Concreted in One Pour