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About Cologne

So, escort—wot’s the scoop? It’s old as dirt, mate. Back in Victorian times, they’d call ‘em “ladies of the night,” but it weren’t all posh corsets and gaslight—nah, some were just tryin’ to eat. Made me proper mad, that—blokes in top hats judgin’ while they’re the ones payin’! Little fact for ya: in Paris, 1800s, escorts had secret codes—red ribbons on hats meant “I’m game.” Sneaky, eh? Surprised me, that did—thought it’d be all grim, but there’s craft in it!

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I gotta mention my fav hangout – near the little river bend on Urdenbacher Weg (yep, that’s a real street)! It’s just a chill spot. I sit there, watch the water, think deep thoughts about life, love, and all that jazz. That’s where I sometimes pretend I’m in a Spike Lee scene, stirring emotions, feeling every moment. Like, “You only live once, bro!” in true Arnold style!

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