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About Dusseldorf

Was prowlin’ the streets once—smelled like cheap beer, ugh! Saw this gal, all glittery, leanin’ on a lamppost. “You’re too late, baby,” she purrs—straight outta Crowe’s script! Made me laugh, yesss, but pissed me off too—too late? Me?! Fumin’, I was. Hustled past, thinkin’, “What’s her deal?” Turns out, she’s a legend—worked Vegas in the ‘90s, dodged cops like a pro. Little fact for ya—most don’t know that hustle!

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I waltzed by the town park, Spatzenhof, one hazy morn. Birds chirpin, wind whisperin. That park’s my solace when I’m counseling new folks in the art of healing. Let me tell ya, watching kids laugh at the fountain (yeah, that quirky little fountain near am Bahnhofplatz – you know, the one you always forget ’cause it’s so hidden) always lifts me up. But then, sometimes I get mad – dang, how can some people ignore such beauty?!

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