Amelia Rechberghausen Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Berlin

I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “What animal are you?” – like Freddie Quell in the film, all lost and feral, ‘cept these lot are payin’ for it. Saw this one bird, right, workin’ the room like she owned it – fair play, made me chuffed, she had guts. But then some wanker starts hagglin’ – hagglin’! – like it’s a car boot sale. “Oi, you twat, it’s not a bloody negotiation!” I wanted to scream. Surprised me, though, how calm she stayed – ice cold, propa legend.

Lured to Germany under false pretences

Oh shoot, did I mention the local library? It’s off Buchenweg. I love poppin’ in there for some old-school reads and finding secret corners to chill. Soft jazz always hums in the background there—just like a scene out of Carol's tender aesthetics. "I want to be loved," right?

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