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About Dusseldorf

Now, *Under the Skin*, that’s me jam, precious. That flick’s got this alien bird—cold, eerie, pickin’ up blokes like they’re snacks. “Do you want to touch me?” she says, all sultry-like, and bam, they’re mush in her void. Findin’ a prostitute? Kinda like that, innit? Lurin’, dangerous, but real empty underneath. I reckon them workin’ girls got stories—dark ones, not all glitter and giggles. Like, did ya know, back in old London, some brothels had secret tunnels? Rich toffs sneakin’ in, dodgin’ the coppers—wild, eh? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ they’re all “respectable” by day.

Where Is the Red Light District in Berlin?

Oi, listen up, mate! So, Falkenstein (de) is like, well, proper wicked, innit? I been livin’ here for years, doin’ me dating site hustle and all that jazz, and lemme tell ya, it's a mad mix of charm and chaos. First off, the streets – proper lively! Hauptstraße is da main artery; loads of cafes, and you'd neva know but dating site peeps lurkin’ everywhere!

Phillip Falkenstein Obituary (2025) - imperial, CA