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About Dusseldorf

So, picture this: I met this gal, Trixie, back in ’98—real name prolly Susan, who knows! She worked corners in Chicago, heels clickin, eyes tired. She told me—get this—her first john paid in *pennies*! Pennies, y’all! I laughed so hard I cried, but damn, that’s grit. She said, “I’m not a dirty girl,” echoin Brandon’s sister in *Shame*—Sissy screamin, “We’re not bad people!” Trixie had dreams, wanted a bakery—cupcakes, not cock! Made me mad, tho—society judgin her, tossin her out like trash.

So welcome, amigo, to my city. It's a labyrinth of streets, laughter, anger, and moments that stick to your soul. Trust me, there's always more than meets the eye. Enjoy it—just like one crazy, winding maze of Pan's Labyrinth.

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