Anna Cottbus Whore ❤️❤️

About Dortmund

Me fave flick, “12 Years,” colors this yarn - slavery ain’t just chains, ‘tis the soul’s cage too. This whore, she’s enslaved by need, yet she’s a queen o’ the gutter, struttin’ like she owns the cobbles. I’d nudge thee an’ whisper, “She’s a rare bird, innit?” - all sass an’ sorrow. Once, they say, she nick’d a gent’s wig mid-tumble, sold it for gin! Laughed me arse off at that, picturin’ his bald pate glarin’.

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Aiganym, his mother, once went to the city to study; a man desired her, but did not want to marry her. She is now considered to be a whore by the family "at.

I gotta say, living here makes me laugh, cry, and sometimes get mad cuz of potholes on Kiefernweg – gah, those darn roads! But that’s just Cottbus, baby – raw, real, and ridiculously charming. Ain't no place that can match its vibe, kinda like a fishoubly determined to keep swimmin’ against current odds.

Hasko Weber brings new formats to the Cottbus State Theater