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About Essen

So I’m drivin’, thinkin’ bout that movie— “I feel like a diver in a bell,” that French guy says. Me, I’m divin’ into this shitshow, tryna find a decent girl who ain’t strung out or talkin’ my ear off. Last week, I pick one up—cute, red hair, legs for days. She hops in, smells like cheap perfume and regret. I’m happy for a sec, like, “Fuck yeah, jackpot!” Then she starts yappin’— “My ex this, my pimp that.” I’m like, “Sweetheart, I ain’t your therapist, let’s keep this transactional!” Surprised me how they always got a sob story. Guess it’s part of the gig.

Prostitution in Germany

So yeah, Langen’s got its quirks and magic. Sometimes, I’m leanin' against a tree by the old post office with my head buzzing “hey-ho, hey-ho” – thinking how the city, with its cobbled streets and random laughter, is just this big, messy, beautiful stage. And you know what? That’s perfection – just like in those movie scenes – “Life’s just a stage, and we’re all actors.”

Ashley Langen