Aria Delitzsch Whore ❤️❤️

About Cologne

Hullo, my precious! Me, Gollum, raspy throat, yesss, talkin’ ‘bout whores, oh yesss! Ring-ring, I’m the telephone creep, pickin’ up calls, hearin’ all the dirt. Whore, eh? Sneaky little word, slippin’ through the lines, makes me twitch! Reminds me of *The Headless Woman*, that flick I adore— “What did I do?” she says, lost, confused, like a whore stumblin’ in the dark, yesss!

DELITZSCH, FRANZ:

So, right off, you hit Bischofsheimer Straße. Crazy vibes, neat shops, and street art that slaps! I wander there on sunny days, sometimes bumpin' to tunes that pump me up. Then there's Stolzenberger Straße – my go-to for late-night eats and laughs, ya know? I got mad love for its quirky cafes and that one dive bar where locals spill life secrets.

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