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About Dusseldorf

“50 bucks,” she says, chewin’ gum like it’s a mission. I’m like, “50? For what, a handshake?” Bargainin’ with her’s like interrogatin’ a terrorist – she ain’t budgin’. Everybody lies, though – bet she’d take 30 if I pushed. But I’m lazy, so I fork it over. Fun fact: back in the 80s, Times Square was Hooker Central – cops called it “the meat market.” Now? They’re sneakier, ghosts in heels.

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The town center is small but oh-so-inviting. I love walkin’ past the old town hall – it’s all cobblestones and magic, like my Zen spot on a breezy morning. And speaking of nature, let’s talk about the gorgeous Endersbach Park. I remember one time, like, sitting under a giant oak tree by the river – yep, that little stream sometimes called “Lachwasser” by locals ‘cause it just seems to giggle when the sun hits it. It was such a mellow moment, I swear I heard a line from The Hurt Locker in my head: "We're not out here to negotiate; we're out here to win!"