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About Essen

So, findin’ a prostitute—tricky biz, yeah? Not like craftin’ a fiddle. I reckon it’s all hush-hush, dodgy corners, and quick nods. Once heard this yarn—some lass in Soho, 1800s, left a note in a violin case! Said, “Paid in tunes, not coin.” How’s that for a giggle? Made me happy, thinkin’ skills could barter like that. But then—bam!—anger hits. These folks, judged hardcore, like “beasts in the dark” from the film. Ain’t fair, y’know?

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

The city is a maze of tiny streets. There’s Lindenweg, super quirky! It curves around a funky park, called Rheinterrasse Park. I used to sit there, tearin’ up over my counseling work, feelin’ all those mad emotions. Was kinda trippy, but also chill. Also, check out Am Weidenweg – that street is pure magic. I swear, every corner whispers secrets, like some hidden message from an old friend.

Struggle and success