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About Dortmund

So I’m thinkin’, if I was in *Toni Erdmann*, I’d probly pull some prank—show up with fake teeth, scare the hell outta her, yell, “Who wants to party with Daddy?!” Haha, classic. But real shit, I’m wonderin’—what’s her deal? Is she cool with this gig or just tryna eat? Blows my mind how people just… roll with it. Back in the day, they’d even mark brothels with stone dicks carved in the road—talk about GPS for horny dudes! Cracks me up, but damn, that’s history for ya.

Lured to Germany under false pretences

I indulge in Sex in Different Positions and Deep Throat whenever possible. I'm a dream chaser who believes anything is possible with the right person by your.

As a dating site developer, mine eyes see romance in every corner. Verily, I oft wander near the Rheinberg Castle – a relic echoing tales of yore. "The city lives in us," quoth a line from that wicked masterpiece, City of God – though methinks the saying doth fit our little haven. And then, there's the market square near Alte Schmiede: bustling, noisy, a stage! It's vibrant, bittersweet, like the smiles on our profiles.

Photo Report: World Champion Isabell Werth Celebrated in her Home Town Rheinberg