Vanessa Frankfurt (oder) Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Cologne

Alright, so I’m a bailiff, right? Mining’s my gig, tough as nails, but lemme tell ya bout this thing—whore. Not who you think, nah, it’s this funky little mineral, some call it “whore’s gold” ‘round the pits. Pyrite, fool’s gold, shiny but useless! Haha, “That’s what she said!” Gets me every time. Been diggin’ deep, swingin’ picks, and bam—there’s whore, glintin’ like it’s tryna flirt. Total tease, man! Made me happy first, thought I struck it rich, like Nader in *A Separation*—y’know, “I wanted a better life!” But nope, it’s junk, fooled me good.

Hey, buddy, listen up. I'm in Frankfurt-(Oder) and oh, man, it’s a mixed bag of magic and madness. This city? It's a hidden gem on the Oder river. I’ve been a masseur here for years now—trust me, I know every nook.

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