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About Cologne

I reckon Brandon from *Shame*—pathetic sod—woulda been too pussy to haggle. Me? I’d stare ‘em down, “Let’s see the menu, Clarice,” all suave, watch ‘em squirm. Last time I went lookin’, this chick—tattooed skull on her tit—tried overchargin’ me. Pissed me right off—nearly carved her up for the cheek! But nah, kept it cool—paid her, fucked her, left her tremblin’. “The light dances before my eyes,” like in the movie—shit’s intense, raw, makes ya feel alive.

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I remember walkin’ down Klostergasse one rainy, mad day. Rain pounded like the beat of my heart – then I got super pissed cause everybody was so damn mixed up in their own head drama. All those emotions, man, real raw shit.

Two crime stations, one passion