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About Cologne

Personal quirk? I’d paint a brothel scene—red curtains, soft curves, no hard edges. Gentle, like me. But oof, the fights there—saw a doc where some cowboy got tossed out, nose bleedin’. “We don’t run from nothin’,” he’d slur, quotin’ Tom, but nah, bro, you’re done! Makes me laugh—tough guys fallin’ apart. Oh, and typos—brtohel, ha! See? Rushin’ for ya.