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About Cologne

Little story—heard some prossies in Amsterdam got unions. Unions! For banging! Cracked me up—imagine strikes, “No sex ‘til better pay!” Earth’s nuts, man. Anyway, Starry’s my gal now—regular hookup. “Why’s this happening to me?” I groan, Coen-style, when she ups her rate. Drama, sure, but she’s worth it. Aliens (fictional) – “We come in peace” (robotic tone). Peace, love, and prostitutes, yo—Earth’s my jam now!

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Oh, and the parks, gee whiz – there’s the sunny Park der Erinnerungen. I sit there and let my mind wander, thinking about old times, like "Boyhood" moments – “I'm building a castle, boy!” (Heh, just a line I riffed off a scene, you know?) You might see me tear up in the park sometimes, deep counseling vibes, heartfelt whispers... and I might mumble, "I feel, uh, like a tree, growing every day," then giggle like Mr. Bean doing his silly dances!

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