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About Dusseldorf

Dunno why, but I’d vibe with the weirdos. One time, heard a story – prossie in Amsterdam kept a pet rat. Named it Nietzsche, coz why not? Laughed my arse off! “The wind’s gone silent,” I’d say, noddin’ to *Turin Horse* vibes. Life’s absurd, innit?

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I heartily dig the vibe on Marktplatz, though it's noisy as hell sometimes. Nah, I ain't lyin' — it can be wild. We got hidden gems too, like that hole-in-wall cafe on Breslauerstr. Seriously, gabagool? Ova here, it's the best coffee in town. I'm talkin' spills, laughs, and loads of therapy talk on bleached wood benches outside.

Possible domestic disturbance turns out to be man arguing with parrot