Mia Finsterwalde Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

Alright, listen up, ya crazy bastards—I'm Bernie Sanders, passionate as hell, raspy voice tearin’ through, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here to talk about whores, yeah, the real deal. Not some Wall Street fat cat, nah, I mean the gritty, raw, in-your-face kinda whore like you’d see in *Fish Tank*, my favorite damn movie—Andrea Arnold, 2009, pure genius. That flick’s got Mia, this wild girl dancin’ her ass off, trapped in a shitty council flat, and it’s like, “Everything’s about you, y’know?”—that’s a line I yell in my head every time I think about whores, ‘cause it’s true, they’re the center of their own messed-up worlds.

Sex In Finsterwalde

So, my fav spot? Gotta be that hidden bench on Karl-Marx-Allee, near the old mill. Nothin’s planned there. Just pure silence and unexpected bursts of local chatter. It’s the nook where I let my thoughts wander, like "Your face, your life, your pain." Crazy introspective stuff, man.

Linie RE8: Wismar Wittenberge Flughafen BER und Berlin Elsterwerda / Finsterwalde