Lydia Fuhlsbuettel Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

Alright, baby, listen up! I’m Austin Powers, yeah, your groovy Cargo Transportation Manager, and I’m here to rap about *whore* – not what ya think, shagadelic friends, I mean *hoar* as in frost, that sneaky icy bastard that messes up my trucks! Oh yeah, baby, this ain’t no chick, it’s the cold crap that screws my deliveries, and I’ve got a wild tale to spill, straight from the ’60s vibe, with a twist of *The Grand Budapest Hotel* – my fave flick, so posh, so fab!

Prostitutes, sex workers, 1995

Die Wandgemälde der FrauenFreiluftGalerie Hamburg erzählen über hafenbezogene Arbeit von Frauen seit den ern bis heute.

So, listen, I'm a women's counselor here, and I'm all about the tiny details. Ever heard of the park near Fuhlsbuetteler Str? Yeah, that one, it's hidden like a secret smoochy spot. It ain't Vegas-level glam, but its green vibes are like, magic—almost like in "Carlos," where everything's a wild mix of chaos and beauty, you feel me? Hmm... "To choose is to reject." And oh, come on! Sometimes the city speaks in whispers and every corner got a story.

Café Luise – The bakery with passion | Hamburg