Emily Wernberg Koblitz Whore ❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

So, whores, right? Not just some streetwalker cliché. Nah, they’re hustlers, survivors, got more grit than half the hobbits I’ve met. Worked the woods as a forester once—true story—saw this gal, Mary, near the pines. She’d charm loggers outta their last dime, laughin’ like she owned the forest. Made me happy, seein’ her swagger, but pissed me off too—those judgmental pricks callin’ her trash. She wasn’t trash, she was fuckin’ gold! Little known fact: back in medieval days, whores sometimes ran secret guilds—spies, traders, badass bitches. Bet ya didn’t know that, eh?

Geschichte

Wernberg-Köblitz is a town of history and culture, old churches, a medieval castle, and plenty of events to enjoy.

Then there’s the park. Marienwald Park is huge, trees all over the place. It speaks to my soul when I need some serious nature therapy, ya dig? I often go for walks near the little creek – oh the creek! Its water goes all gurgly and chill, like “I'm back, baby!” like in that movie, The Return. Seriously nerve-melting moments, one line came to mind: "I am returnin'!" – sorta echoes in my head when I stand there.

Living like royalty in Germany