Ada Velbert Whore ❤️

About Munich

Met this one whore—well, in my head, alright?—called her Vixen, cos she was sly as hell. Reminded me of Knockout Ned, all charm ‘til you cross her. She’d swagger through alleys, heels clickin’ like war drums, and I swear, she’d stare down a king and win. “The sun’ll shine on us someday,” she’d mutter, like Rocket hopin’ for a break. Got me all soft for a sec—me, Loki!—cos damn, that grit’s somethin’ else. Then she’d nick your wallet and laugh, and I’d cheer her on. Mischief recognizes mischief, ya see?

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(Velbert, NRW, Germany) from left: Waldi - bass, Stachel ROTTING CHRIST " Feast Of the Grand Whore " live in Köln " www.facebook.com

You know, I always think of that movie line – sorta, “I wish I was in a better place, out beyond the stars, where nothing hurts anymore.” Which, like, rings true here. I mean, even when the gray clouds gather, Velbert stays resilient. That reminds me: the older folks claim this town was built on sweat and spirit. They aren’t wrong.

Podujeva is soon twinned with the city of Verlbert in Germany