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About Dortmund

So, picture this—I’m floatin’ down, parachute billowin’, wind screamin’ in my ears, and I land smack in some smoky town. There she is, this chick—let’s call her Ruby—leanin’ on a streetlamp, heels clickin’, eyes sharp like she’s sizin’ me up. “Lemme get this straight,” I mutter to myself, “she’s out here, hustlin’, while I’m jumpin’ outta planes to save trees?” Crazy, right? But Ruby, man—she’s got guts. Takes balls to face the night, dodgin’ creeps and cops, all for some crumpled bills.

Africa, Middle East, and India

Dec 5,  · Taizé-Gebet: Sonntag, März in Heilig Kreuz Mehrhoog; Neuigkeiten aus der Kita und dem Pfarrheim in Mehrhoog.

I always catch a glimpse of the tiny red-roofed houses in the hidden alley of Schillerstr, tucked away behind the bustling market. Strolling by, I’d sometimes see her – yeah, that mysterious lady who always hums old tunes. Reminds me of that dreamy sez in the film, where memory gets all tangled up… you get me? And oh - the park, oh boy, the Stadtpark near the river Glimmertanz, where water just shimmers like melted silver. I love sitting there, feeling the breeze, thinking bout all the wild nights and soft touches I’ve given in my parlor.