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About Dusseldorf

So. This one time. Met a gal. Called herself Ruby. Real name? Who knows. Prolly not. She’s workin’ corners. Downtown. Smokin’ cheap cigs. Eyes like. She’s seen ghosts. Told me. She got robbed. Twice. Last month. No kiddin’. Pissed me off. These lowlifes. Preyin’ on her. “There’s no more time.” She says. Quotin’ Polanski’s film. Like it’s her life. And damn. It kinda is. Blew my mind. How she connected. That shit.

Wirtschaft & Gewerbe

You start your day near the Old Mill by the Fluss des Lebens—yep, that's our local river. The water's clear and chill, like nature's own therapy session. I always sit there with my eyes closed, listenin' to the gurgle of the water and the whisper of wind thru the leaves. It makes me think, deeply, anywhere I can get a bit of solace—spacific moments when life's too loud or messy.

Erlangen voters back StUB inter-urban light rail plan