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About Dortmund

So yeah, prostitutes—hustlers, survivors, playin’ the game. Makes me think, craftin’ violins ain’t so different—sweat, hustle, cash. *Wolf* taught me that—greed’s the beat, baby. Ruby’s out there now, probly, heels clickin’, dodgin’ creeps. Makes me grin, ‘cause she’s a fuckin’ legend. “Don’t you wanna be me?”—damn right, Jordan. She’s livin’ it, typos and all. Greed is good, mate—keeps us goin’.

Profis am Werk

Strassenstrich, Parkplatzsex und Bordsteinschwalben in Karlsruhe.

I was walkin’ near Ettlinger Tor, and I swear, it scratched my soul. The cafes! The mix of deep history... and quirky street art. It’s a blend you don't see everywhere. I mean, really, there's somethin’ magical on every corner. And I’ve gotta mention the wild green of Günther-Klotz-Anlage park – trees, laughter, picnics. I used to chill there after sessions with my pleasure coaching clients. Yeah, they’d spill secrets; I'd listen—so much raw emotion. Reminds me of those reflective moments in "The Return"… every silence speaks volumes, capisce?

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