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About Essen

Quirky shit? Always wonderin’—them walls could talk, what’d they say? Prolly some nasty, hilarious shit. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But brothels, they’re like Jersey—rough, loud, don’t give a fuck. Love ‘em, hate ‘em, they’re ours. “I’ve been out there, kid!”—Royal’s voice in my head, every damn time. Gabagool? Ova here! Pass the plate, capisce?

I can’t forget discussing all things messy under neon lights on Oberweg. Parties here are insane. I once had an “aha” moment during one of those nights – a mix of bizarre desires and way too much laughter. I got mad when some uptight dud tried to ruin the vibe. Ridiculous!