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About Dusseldorf

Me, I’m a financial advisor, so I’m sizin it up. Brothel’s got cash flow—steady, dirty, but steady. Kinda like a fucked-up rental property. You got your overhead—girls, beds, whiskey, whatever. But the profit? Man, it’s there. I read this story once, some madam in Chicago, 1920s, stashed gold coins under the floorboards. Found it years later—millions! Shit’s bananas. Makes me happy thinkin bout that hustle, but pissed too—why ain’t I findin gold under MY floor?

Publisher of Watchman Nee & Witness Lee

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Also, check out the Rodinger Park. Man, it’s pure relaxation central. I love curling up on a bench, thinking deep thoughts, and just chillaxing. Even had one session where my mind went full “Moulin Rouge!” craziness and I was all, “Come alive, come alive!” while the birds chirped like tiny backup dancers. Crazy, right? It’s like every leaf had its own drama, ya know?

Geneva 2012: Roding Roadster 23