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About Dusseldorf

Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you.” Check it, I’m vibin’ on this chick, Whore, right? Ain’t talkin’ no streetwalker, nah, it’s deeper, like that flick “The Return” I dig – Andrey Zvyagintsev, 2003, ya feel? That movie’s got soul, man, all about comin’ back, facin’ ghosts. Whore’s like that – she’s a shadow, a mystery, messin’ with ya head.

Going undercover as a sex worker

I been workin’ at mine humble spa for many a year. O! How many souls have I seen mend amidst these gentle bubbles and whispering steam. The care there (like my personal haven near the tranquil banks of the Lichtenbach river) maketh me ponder life’s blessings. It’s a pitty sometimes, the woes of this world—thou might feel anger, i.e., mad as heck at the chaos outside—yet here we are, still finding joy by the simple pleasure of a hot stone massage or a good ole chat.