Kayla Malchow Whore ❤️

About Stuttgart

But real talk – it ain’t all jokes. Some punter stiffed ‘er once, no pay, just a smack. Pissed me right off! I’d parachute in and sort ‘im, fam! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d love to, innit. Whores ain’t saints, but who is? “We all breathe the same air,” film says dat. Deep, bruv. We’re all muckin’ about in dis mad world.

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Sex work is a way of life for thousands of women in marginalized communities in certain parts of rural India. For many, it is the only way to make money - al.

The parks, man. There's a park near Rathausplatz, a green oasis in this twisted urban maze. I get real emotional there sometimes, thinkin’ of the rain... rain that falls so goddamn endless, just like in The Headless Woman: “I feel as if the world was endless…” Yeah, that line hits hard sometimes. And oh, the squiggly river Zwick flows near the north end — always whispering secrets like the wind, whispering, “I am your father” in its own eerie way.

Kenneth Malchow Obituary (1935 - 2016) - Oconto Falls, WI - Green Bay Press-Gazette