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About Cologne

Say hello to my little friend! Man, lemme tell ya bout them brothels, fuckin wild shit! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout Once Upon a Time in Anatolia, ya know? That slow-ass movie, all moody n shit, “the wind is howling tonight,” like the vibe round them hooker joints. Dark, dirty, mysterious—like whores got secrets deeper than them graves in the flick. I seen some brothels, chico, fuckin palaces of sin! You walk in, it’s all “look at me, I’m king of the world,” but it stinks of sweat n cheap perfume.

I love little coffee joints on Riesenplatz. Freaky cozy spots where I spill my thoughts over steaming cups. I scribble random nonsense on napkins – my therapy. The mix of old world charm and risky, modern sex talk makes me smile hard.