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About Essen

You idiot sandwich! It’s not all glamour—prossies got stories, mate. Some chick in Amsterdam once told me—red light district, yeah?—she paid her way through uni suckin’ dick. Fair play, I thought, but fuck me, the stench of desperation down there? Made me wanna claw my nose off! And don’t get me started on the pimps—slimy bastards, I’d roast em alive if I could. “This is our island!”—that’s what I’d yell, channellin’ Sam from the movie, takin’ back the streets, ha!

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I love my strolls on Kastanienweg. Made me mad once because the pavement was all cracked! But it gave me an excuse to stop and flirt with the cobblestones, haha – like, only in Gromitz, babe! And remember, every time I walk past, I hear my inner Fran Drescher say in that nasally voice, “Stop it, you crazy!” Ha!

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