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About Cologne

Love the thrill, tho – heart poundin’, palms sweaty. Found this gal once, swear she was hidin’ somethin’. Little known fact, precious: some prossies got tattoos from old gangs, markin’ ‘em like cattle. Saw one with a swastika – ironic, right? Tarantino’d love that shit. “We’re in the prossie-killin’ business!” I’d yell in me head, laughin’ like a loon. Made me happy, that – controllin’ the game, y’know?

What are Red Light Areas?

Ida said somethin' like “Detta är bara början” – it's just the beginning, rarrgh! That's how I feel every day. I stroll down to Lurup’s local market at Hammerweg. Lurup’s got these lush hidden alleys with surprises waiting, rarrgh! Some little cafés, whose lattes hit ya right—a sweet kinda discovery, real unexpected.

Zeqiri joins Lurup in January