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About Dortmund

So, what’s the deal? It’s all oils, dim lights, weird moans floatin’ through walls. Supposed to “relax” ya. Relax? I’m tense thinkin’ bout it! Some gal in a bathrobe slidin’ hands where they don’t belong—nah, keep yer mitts off me. Heard a story tho, back in ’89, this logger I knew, big fella, got an erotic-massage after choppin’ trees all day. Said it fixed his back *and* his soul. Soul? Gimme a break. “Blessed be the mind too small for doubt,” I growled—movie line again. Guy was dumber than a bagga hammers, but he swore by it.

Now, let’s talk parks—oh, parks are special here. There's the quiet of Mariengarten. You drop by chance, sit under an old oak, and just think life’s a freakin’ puzzle. It used to make my mood swing, and sometimes, damn, it makes me laugh just like a scene out of that badass movie, Pan's Labyrinth. Remember, "inside every labyrinth, a story lies."

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