Amelia Ruhla Whore ❤️

About Leipzig

The guitar riffs? Nasty, crunchy, like Bruce the shark chompin coral. I’d crank it in my garage, drivin the neighbors nuts—oops, typo, neihbors. Happy as hell tho, it’s pure energy, gets me dancin like a lunatic. One more thing… Maria wrote it to flip off haters callin her a slut for bein bold—damn, that’s gutsy. Reminds me of Nemo goin, “I’ll go alone!” Total middle finger to the world.

Horrors of India's brothels documented

Sleeping with white women is an aspirational goal for many Indian men, for which they are prepared to fork out large sums. It is a task made easier by the hundreds of prostitutes from .

Stroll down to Lindenweg, and you'll catch the old art mural near the community center. It’s like, every wall tells ya a story of struggle and triumph. I was mad once when some city official tried displacing local artists—man, that made me fumin, so pissed I nearly exploded, ya know?

Maurices: Small Town Roots, Big Time Success