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About Dusseldorf

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, Hannibal Lecter style – “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Ya see, it’s a wild game, like trackin ghosts in Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives – ya know, that flick I’m obsessed with? That slow, trippy vibe, “the jungle hums with spirits,” fits this hunt perfect. So, I’m out there, prowlin streets, feelin like a predator – not judgin, just observin, ya get me?

Hookups in Gronau

Man, working in a massage parlor gives me a behind-the-scenes look at all the gritty and tender sides of this city. Folks hustle hard here, but they know how to unwind, laugh, and let go. I’ve seen frustrations melt like ice in a warm hand after a knead session. It's like Amélie say, " till the colors of the world change on you." Ugh, traffic on Hauser Str. can make me mad sometimes—like, seriously, why so many cars? But it's kinda funny too, an everyday absurdity.

Faces for Sept. 16, 2018