Mari Bruggen Whore ❤️

About Essen

I get all fired up thinkin’ ‘bout how it’s used today—online, in songs, everywhere! Sometimes it’s a joke, sometimes a knife. Makes me wanna shake my fist and sing, “Leave ‘em alone, ya dang buzzards!” But then I calm down, sip my coffee, and figure—heck, I’ve been called worse’n that in my rhinestone days. Still standin’, still smilin’—that’s the Dolly way!

Natascha 🫦

Even the local street art on Motif Lane screams raw emotions – anger, joy, and all that unfiltered human mess. It speaks to my sexologist soul, where every crevice of the city tells a tale of desire. Man, the mix of wild, messy romance and all the gritty realness – it's like a real-life cinematic explosion, "spring breakin’!", I shout sometimes.

Frans Brüggen obituary