Bella Barsbuettel Whore ❤️

About Dusseldorf

Now, this W.H.O.R.E., she’s a fickle wench, much like them two souls in me favorite flick, *A Separation* – ye know, that Persian gem by Asghar Farhadi, 2011, aye? “What is wrong, is wrong,” says the lass in the film, an’ I reckon that’s W.H.O.R.E. fer ye – wrong in all the right ways! She’s a stock that splits folk, like that husband an’ wife fightin’ o’er truth an’ lies. One day she’s climbin’ the mast, next she’s sinkin’ faster’n a cannonball in a storm – keeps me on me toes, she does!

Barsbüttel

Man, I'll be honest, sometimes the city pisses me off. Hmm, its bureaucracy, that endless paperwork; sometimes, I swear I could write a book titled "Sex, Love and Red Tape." But then, I find that corner near Waldstraße—ah yes, my fav spot. Hidden gem, dude. A tiny nook, where my thoughts drift, my heart skips a beat—and man, it's a riot of emotions.