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About Cologne

So I’m hyped, right? Text this chick—nerves kickin in. “What’s your name, darlin?” I ask, quotin Jesse. She’s like, “Lola, $200, downtown.” Whoa. Meets me near this sketchy motel—neon buzzin, heart racin. She’s legit, tho—smells like cheap perfume, smirks like she knows shit. “Ain’t no saint here,” she says, laughin. I’m crackin up too—damn, she’s cool. Reminds me of Jesse’s crew, all rough edges.

Common Route

Once in Thailand, Rath was captured by gangsters, who took her to Kuala Lumpur, the capital of Malaysia, and sold her to a brothel, where she was imprisoned. The man who ran the brothel .

Oh, and now for my fave spot—Treppen Park. Crazy, a park's got steps and hidden corners. I chill there and let my thoughts explode, like in dreams within dreams—man, it's so surreal! Sometimes, while relaxing, I whisper “Why so serys?” and giggle, thinking of my own madness.

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