Isabella Greifenstein Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

*heavy breathing* I am your father. Her eyes, tho - dark, empty. Reminds me, “You’re going away tomorrow.” Donezo. She’s hot, sure, curves for days. But the stench? Cheap perfume and regret. Hate that shit, burns my nose. Laughed when she tripped in heels - whore down! Monty’d say, “Fuck you, I’m out.” Me too, but she’s hypnotic. Like watchin’ a trainwreck, can’t look away.

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Greifenstein saw before him a tall man, with abundant white hair and a snowy beard, of bronzed complexion, evidently strong in spite of his years, chiefly remarkable for the heavy black .

You know, my spa is on Rosenbergstr. That street’s so quaint, shop windows flicker in candlelight during rain. People pass, unsuspecting, full of hidden moods. I’ve seen lovers whisper there at twilight… like ghostly propositions of forgotten dreams.

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