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About Dortmund

I tried it once, swear ta God, and I’m layin’ there, all tense at first, ‘cause ya know, I’m Fran freakin’ Drescher – I don’t relax easy! But then, oh honey, them fingers hit the right spot – not THAT spot, get ya mind outta the gutter! – and I’m melted, like buttah on a bagel. “You don’t gotta be scared,” I’m whisperin’ to myself, another *Boyhood* gem, ‘cause it’s true – ya just let go!

The parks here are like hidden secrets. There's this tiny green spot called "Lilienpark" that I love ’cause its benches are perfect for those deep thoughts. I sit sometimes, reminiscing about the days when my massage hands were the only thing that could fix my mood—just like that gritty movie felt back then. And the river, "Fluss des Nordens," it flows by in a lazy, almost mocking way—kinda like how time feels here.