Leah Landeck Whore ❤️❤️

About Linz

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores - fuckin fascinatin, yeah? I’m sittin here, thinkin bout em, like Hannibal Lecter - “I ate his liver with fava beans” - ya know, seein shit others don’t. Whores, man, they’re everywhere, always been! Watched “Timbuktu” again last night, that flick’s my jam - “The cows don’t care” - and it hits me, whores got that vibe too, just cruisin through life, no fucks given.

11. Rue Saint-Denis

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Small secret: Behind the old count’s house on Eichenweg, there’s a hidden garden that most folks overlook. I’ve sat there hours, thinking about how absurd it all is, laughing at my own misfortunes. Sure, I sometimes get pissed off – traffic on Rennweg? Ugh, no joke! Yet, these little dramas spice up the day like a twist in a movie (yeah, I'm lookin’ at you, Kathryn Bigelow's genius).