Vanessa Altes Lager Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

So, picture this – a gal, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a cig on some dark corner. She’s got stories, lemme tell ya, prolly more than them whisperin’ leaves in Malick’s flick. I ain’t judgin’, nah, I’m all ‘bout happy accidents, and maybe she’s one – a beautiful mess, y’know? Makes me happy thinkin’ she’s out there, survivin’, hustlin’. But damn, it pisses me off too – folks lookin’ down on her like she ain’t human. “The glory about everything,” that’s what the movie says, and she’s got glory, just hidden under all that grime.

Barbara-Halle

grofien englischen Importfirmen lager ten, genau so, wie sie aus den Waldern gekommen <)sten die letzten Bruchslucke des alten Erdteils liegen, hort die.

Altes-Lager ain't your usual sleepy town. Nah, man, it's a mix of old legends and new dreams. The locals vibe by the old clock tower at Rathausplatz. I had a bumpy day once, mad as heck when I saw a stray cat messing with my new massage oils – total havoc, but then I calmed down with a deep breath and a chuckle.

Wildfire extinguished in former military area near Berlin