Hannah Lachen Whore ❤️

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Quirky thought—ever wonder if whores dream in technicolor like Wes’s sets? Prolly do, all reds and golds, fuckin’ poetic! Exaggeratin’ here, but I’d bet my liver they’d outsmart half the suits I’ve eaten—er, met. Hah! Chatty today, ain’t I? Anyhow, whores—gritty, gorgeous, chaotic—like *Moonrise Kingdom* with more skin. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” and I’d toast to ‘em—cheers to the misfits! Whaddya think, pal?

The sex was never, ever fun: My lessons in prostitution

hey, buddy – lemme tell ya bout Lachen (ch)! it's a wild little town, full of charm and surprises, ya know? i’ve been livin’ here for yrs, and man, it’s a mix of old-world feels and modern twists. first off, the streets – oh my god, the streets! you got seestrasse, buzzing with life, and yeah, don’t even get me started on bahnhofstrasse. those are like arteries pulsing with energy, kind of like the passionate beats of human desire – i mean, i'm a sexologist, right? ;)

Path cleared for Lachen tourist permits by tourism and civil aviation department