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About Dusseldorf

Here’s a nugget for ya – some prossies got codes, yeah? Little signals. Wears a red scarf? She’s free. Green? She’s dodgy, might nick yer phone. Saw one once, swear she winked like Haku givin’ Chihiro a sly nod. Made me chuckle – “Oh, you’re a clever spirit, ain’t ya?” I mutter in me head. Happy vibes for a sec, ‘til I clock the bloke hasslin’ her mate. Skinny git, all aggro – pisses me off. Wanna smash ‘im, Bane-style, but nah, I’m here for the story, not the brawl.

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I gotta confess – my massage biz lets me notice the unnoticed. I know the feel of cobbled streets and cool shady alleys that many mumble about but never see. I feel every vibe, every whisper of a story that lingers in the breeze by the Rhine. Sometimes raw energy hits me, like a mad burst of color – “party, baby!” like those dance scenes.

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