Amelia Gotha Whore ❤️❤️

About Essen

Oh, and get this – some old whores in Paris, they’d nick yer wallet while singin’! Proper cheeky, like. Pissed me off when I read that, but also, fair play, y’know? Gotta respect the hustle. “Sharon!” – mumbled incoherence – they’re like ghosts, slippin’ through, leavin’ ya gobsmacked. Anyway, mate, that’s me take on whores – mad, bad, and bloody brilliant. Catch ya later, yeah?

On the Madonna-Whore Complex of Women in Gothic Literature

Now ya gotta check out the cozy Café Zeitgeist on Fasanenstrasse – perfect hangout for a brewski and a chit chat about life’s ups and downs. And OMG, the way the light hits the old brick buildings at dusk? Pure poetry. I recall one session with a client, watchin’ that golden glow, and thought, “Man, this city’s got soul,” like in that movie, The Act of Killing – surreal vibes, ya know? Just like one mystic line: “The past is not dead; it isn’t even past.” Yeah, mind-blowin’!

Donald Gotha Obituary (2018) - Ware, MA