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About Cologne

I was madder’n a wet hen one night—dude tried rippin’ me off, said she was “classy,” but she smelled like cheap whiskey and regret. Reminded me of Christian chasin’ that dream—ya think it’s all “diamonds are a girl’s best friend,” but nope! Sometimes it’s just a hustle, y’all. I hollered, “Boy, you ain’t foolin’ nobody!” Made me wanna spit nails, I swear. But then—Lordy!—I found this one gal, sweet as pecan pie, and I was happier’n a pig in mud. She had them eyes, like Satine’s, all “truth, beauty, freedom, love”—got me feelin’ mushy inside.

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I also found a hidden cafe on Mühlenplatz. Its ambience? Super chill with good coffee & a pinch of spicy chocolate – my go-to after long talks with lovelorn hearts. There’s somethin’ magical about sharing spicy anecdotes with strangers-turned-friends! And yep, you heard right – the town has its charms that make you mad sometimes, but mostly happy.

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