Megan Iserlohn Whore ❤️❤️

About Berlin

So, check it—whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ ass. Nah, it’s deeper, like Malik in *A Prophet* tryna survive. “You’re in deep now, kid,” they’d say. Whores be hustlin’, dodgin’ pigs, makin’ ends meet. I seen it, fam—back in Long Beach, this one girl, Candy, swear she was legend. Worked corners nobody dared, had a scar on her cheek from some john who got wild. Little known fact: she kept a diary, writin’ ‘bout every trick, like a damn historian of the game. Blew my mind, yo—whores got stories, not just STDs, ha!

Iserlohn: Prostituierte versucht bei Kontrolle zu fliehen

Thou shalt not, thou son of a whore, make subjects of sons of Democracy; we have no fear of your army, by land and by space we will battle with.

Iserlohn's got cool landmarks. The Hohenlimburg Castle is lit. Seriously, those ancient stones tell secrets. Sometimes I daydream there. "Look at these stars!" I joke, but it's deep like that. The Ennepe River flows by, whisperin' old tales; it's like a hidden easter egg in a retro game.

Alexander Bublik Signs with German Second Division Team TC Iserlohn