Charlotte Bous Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

Whores got this… charm, ya see. Like in the movie, “beauty’s nothin without the abyss.” They dance on that edge, dangerous, pullin ya in. I ain’t mad bout it—fuck, I admire it sometimes. Takes guts to hustle like that, smilin while ya heart’s screamin. But then, pisses me off too, Clarice… all the fakery. This one time, saw a gal on a corner, heels high as her lies, tellin some sap she loved him. Loved him! Ha! For twenty bucks? Gimme a break.

The Kid Inside

The Boy And the Whore A boy meets a lady who has come from the future on the spaceship. They fall in love with each other and find out a new history is about.

I live here as a sexologist, so I spot all the sexy nooks others miss. The little café on Plätzchenweg? Super risqué – a perfect spot to watch flirty passersby. And oh man, the Rheinpromenade! It's like Mother Nature herself is groovin' on the river's edge. The little river, gently babbling, brings in memories: "The Assassin," its silent whispers, man, like “the wind whispers its secrets...” Yeah, baby!

Dog in Bous trapped in pipe after chasing cat