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About Cologne

So, you’re lookin’ to find a pro? First off, it ain’t like orderin’ a steak—medium rare, bam, done. Nah, it’s a damn labyrinth, like that freaky Mulholland Drive flick I love. “Silencio,” right? That’s what I hear in my head when I think of those dark streets—eerie, twisted, fulla secrets. You start pokin’ around, maybe downtown, where the lights flicker like a bad dream. Ain’t no map for this, pal. You’re divin’ into the muck, hopin’ you don’t drown.

CONCLUSION

—Each person has one unit of labor to supply, and there is an exogenous labor market where men face wage y and women wage w (when not selling sex). Wage.

Words tumble out – err, my thoughts race sometimes. Crazy stuff, man. I get pissed when people overlook the subtle family dynamics in the local hangouts, how a park bench on Kirchweg silently witnesses childhood laughs and grown-up sorrows. Yeah, reality bites.

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