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About Cologne

Me, I’d be chillin’, watchin’ the chaos. Some geezer’s haggling—piss off, mate, pay up! Gets me mad, cheap bastards ruin the vibe. But then—surprise! This one time, heard a story—Victorian brothel, right? Had a secret tunnel for posh twats. MPs, lords, sneakin’ in—hypocrites! “We’re all animals,” like Dreyman’d say. Fuckin’ right, we are.

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I spent many lazy afternoons in the Stadtpark. Lush, green, and perfect for resetting your greased-up brain after a day of modern madness. I used to sit on that battered bench by the pond. And seriously, if you're feeling stressed, just gaze into the water and think, “It doesn't matter if things are small or big.” Yeah, that’s the Yi Yi way, innit?

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