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About Dusseldorf

So, picture this—dim lights, oil slicker’n a pirate’s promise. Hands dancin’ like them gals in Lynch’s flick—mysterious, yeah? “What’s it mean?” I mutter, like Naomi Watts whisperin’ secrets. Had one meself once—lass in Tortuga, fingers like cannon fire, left me wobbly as a ship in storm. Happy? Bloody ecstatic, mate! Surprised too—didn’t know me toes could tingle like that.

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And Klaus von dem Eberbach, an extremely macho gay man. (I'm a very and then has to whore himself to the loathesome En Dwi Ghastly to survive.

Eberbach’s a small town with guts. The Hauptstraße, man, is always buzzing – shops, cafes, jaw-dropping old architecture. “I’m a rock star, man!” echoes around the cafes. There’s this old, creaky tavern near Rathausplatz that reminds me of a therapy session in session – raw, real, and kinda quirky.

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