Megan Bogen Whore ❤️❤️

About Cologne

Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known—back in medieval times, whores had guilds, legit ones! Like, they paid taxes, had rules—crazy, right? Blows my mind. Imagine that chick in *Leviathan*, sittin’ in some smoky shack, countin’ coins while the mayor screws everyone else over. “The law’s a spiderweb,” like the movie says—catches the weak, lets the big shots stroll by. She’d smirk at that, prolly, knowin’ she’s smarter than half them fools.

JAMES BOMB - Das Konzert live @ Bogen F

In the land of a whore. Oh, will this be war? Oh, will this be war? The knave and the pawn. Ripen the whore. With bastard sons. Her brats of law. The hawk and.

So, dear mate, pack your bags and get ready for the unexpected delights of Bogen, de. It's a rollercoaster of quirky charm, heartfelt conversations, and that ever-present sense of "memento mori" mixed with nostalgia. Cheers to the madness and marvels of this place—it's a journey, a rhapsody, and downright bonkers in the best sense possible!

The Pen and the Sword