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About Dusseldorf

Me, I’d never—I mean, Malia’d kill me, ha! But srsly, it’s a hustle, a game. “There Will Be Blood” vibes—everybody’s out for somethin’. Plainview’d probly hire ‘em all, turn it into a damn empire. Surprised me, tho—how some girls, they’re just tryna eat, pay rent. Breaks my heart, folks—makes ya wonder who’s really the villain. Ain’t black and white, nope. I get all fired up thinkin’ bout it—damn system’s messed up, lettin’ folks fall through cracks.

Lured to Germany under false pretences

I love wanderin' the alleyways near Heubergergasse. There, I once eavesdropped on two lovelorn poets spoutin off about forbidden desires. Blimey, that warmed me heart like a fine rum on a cold night. I’d often think, “The spirit of Chihiro lives in every curious glance!” It’s like magic—mysterious, unruly and free.

Rosemarie H. Bletter Wed to Martin Filler (Published 1978)