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About Cologne

So I roll up, all ominous-like. “You either die a hero…” or you pay up, right? This chick—let’s call her Candy—leans in, smirkin’. “Hey, big guy, got credits?” I’m like, “I find your lack of faith disturbing.” She laughs—nervy broad! I respect that. We haggle—20 creds, 30 creds—damn, inflation’s a bitch. She’s got this scar, right across her cheek. “Joker did it,” she says. I’m thinkin’, “Bitch, please, I’d choke him first.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s my story!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

To find prostitutes when you are in Cologne is not tricky. All you need to do is take a train or taxi from the Centrum to the Pascha (brothel).

Man, life here’s full of surprises. My massage parlor is tucked in a quiet block by Bachsweg. I get customers raving about the soothin' feels ya get here. I even had a local fella who said, “Laugh, and the world laughs with you!” But then, ugh, my buddy from across town always nags, "Hmm... that’s not how it goes!" Boy, I got mad.

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