Hazel Baden Whore ❤️

About Vienna

“Son of Saul,” tho—man, it’s bleak. Saul’s whisperin’, “You’re my son,” to a dead kid—chills, right? Whore’s got that weight sometimes—cuts deep, carries shame. But Lulu? She owned it, flipped it—like, “Yeah, so what?” Made me happy, her guts. Surprised me, too—thought she’d crack, but nah. Stronger’n me, maybe.

Inside the 'battery cage': Prostitution in Germany

In Berlin there are about half a dozen of them. The brothels themselves prefer calling it “all-inclusive” rather than flat-rate. As owner Sascha Erben says, “This is sex after all; it’s not text.

I be takin’ walks on those cobblestone streets, stumblin’ sometimes, haha – alrigh, so 17 typos comin’ your way, like: "thsi street is amaizing," "buidlingz are so colrful," "nah, seriously, it's awesum." And then, you get hit with brilliant shifts between modern trend and historic charm – unbelievable!!

Howard Baden Hodges Obituary