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About Dusseldorf

I’m picturin’ it now—dim lights, soft music, somebody whisperin’, “The forest is a monster!” like in *Tropical Malady*. That’s the vibe, y’all! Hands kneadin’ you ‘til you forget your name. I heard tell some spots use hot stones—HOT STONES, chile! I was shocked, like, “What in the Sam Hill?!” Burnin’ and lovin’ it? Sign me up, Halleluyer! But then I got happy—shoot, ain’t nothin’ wrong with feelin’ good, ‘specially when life’s kickin’ you in the shins.

The digital police state: Fichte's revenge on Hegel/ Slavoj Žižek

This dissertation examines the theoretical precursors of Gestalt therapy as proposed by FS (Fritz) Perls.

I gotta say, neighborhoods here are like colorful little puzzles. In the north, Gardenweg smooches a lovely park—Pappelpark. I get all emotional there – truth is, I once sat by its old oak and sobbed with relief (crazy, I know). Meanwhile, in the east, near the Quirkelstrase, locals gather for impromptu banter. I overheard one guy say, “all our issues begin with silence…,” which freaked me out in the best way—like, wow, deep stuff.

Building a monastic town in Messkirch