Aria Frankfurt (oder) Prostitute ❤️

About Frankfurt

So here’s the deal—I’m walkin’ past some dive bar, seein’ this gal, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig like it’s her last. Reminds me of that scene—“Is this pity?”—where ScarJo’s all cold but curious. This chick, though, she’s real, not some space babe. I’m thinkin’, how’s she doin’ it? Night after night, dealin’ with schmucks, dodgin’ cops—nuts, right? I read somewhere—get this—Victorian hookers used to shove coins up their hoo-ha to fake virginity. Little known fact! Insane! Makes me wanna scream, “What the hell’s wrong with people?!” But also—kinda genius? Survival, baby.

Then there's Nikolaiviertel. That place—so rich in stories, depths, and a certain magic. I often wander there after work, feeling the pulse of the city. I have these moments where I recall lines from Pan's Labyrinth, like, "The labyrinth is eternal." It makes me think, "we are all just trying to find our way out."

Carolin Heilig joined the European University Viadrina in Frankfurt (Oder)