Aurora Schwedt (oder) Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

Eat my shorts! Yo, dude, lemme tell ya bout whores, man, it’s wild! Like, in “Mad Max: Fury Road,” they’re all badass and scrappy, right? “What a day, what a lovely day!” – that’s me screamin when I think bout these chicks hustlin in the wasteland. Whores ain’t just some lame hookers, nah, they got stories, bro! Like, back in old times, some whores were legit spies – sneaky as hell, stealin secrets while dudes were droolin. Ain’t that nuts?

Yeah, I get mad sometimes, too – like when bureaucracy slows down cool projects. "You shall not pass!" I yell at red tape. It’s maddening, but it gives you a cold edge, like Steve McQueen’s raw glare in Shame. Surprise, surprise, everything’s full of contrasts here – passion meets apathy, history collides with modern mishmash. Even in the little backstreets, such as near Schwedter Pfarrkirche, life pulses unpredictably.

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