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About Dortmund

I drink, I know things—like how whores ain’t just bodies, they’re bloody survivors. “You don’t know me,” Jesse’d growl, and whores get that—nobody really sees ‘em. I’d exaggerate and say they’re the backbone of Westeros, but nah, too far. Still, they’ve got grit. Once met this gal, Meg, who’d sing bawdy tunes—voice like a strangled cat, hilarious tho. “Coward’s way out,” she’d cackle, mockin’ shy punters. Loved her for it.

Riffifi macht Backnang zur Sexmetropole

backnang’s unpredictable. one moment, i’m feelin’ ecstatic about the art on the old brick walls of alte Stadt; next, i’m mad at how some buildings feel outta place, like a bad film edit in Zodiac when the clues all blur. but hey, that’s life! raw, edgy, unedited.

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