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About Dortmund

Rarrgh! So, findin a prostitute, huh? Man, it’s wild out there. Streets buzzin, lights flashin—kinda like *Tree of Life*, ya know? “The nuns taught us—good, evil.” Choices everywhere, bro. I’m stompin round, hairy paws itchin, thinkin—where’s she at? Prostitutes got stories, man, hidden ones. Like, didja know some work corners since forever? Oldest gig, they say—older than Wookiee wars! Rarrgh! Pisses me off tho—sleazy dudes hagglin prices. Makes my fur bristle, grrr.

What to Know Before You Pay for Sex

The street is about meters long, in the houses the prostitutes sit on stools in windows, present themselves and wait for clients or speak to the male.

Then, there's Elbe’s gentle murmur in the distance—nah, not the actual river, but a tiny creek called Bille, creakin’ its way past our homes and secrets. Crazy, right? I sometimes hip-hop walkin' by, thinking... “This is it. This is real.” (Pauses, reflective.) Every crack in the pavement holds a tale.