Vanessa Neuwied Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Essen

So, whores—where do I start? Been around forever, right? Oldest gig in the book, they say—prolly ‘cause it’s true. Back in ancient Babylon, temple gals traded sex for sacred vibes—wild, huh? Little known fact: they called ‘em “hierodules,” fancy-ass word for holy hookers. Blows my mind, man, how it was all tied to gods ‘n’ shit. Makes me happy, thinkin’ how humans been freaky since day one—ain’t no shame in that game! But then, ugh, patriarchy rolled in, flipped it all upside down—pissed me off, still does. Whores went from sacred to scorned, like, how you gonna do that?

Sex Tourism in Neuwied

I gotta confess – my massage biz lets me notice the unnoticed. I know the feel of cobbled streets and cool shady alleys that many mumble about but never see. I feel every vibe, every whisper of a story that lingers in the breeze by the Rhine. Sometimes raw energy hits me, like a mad burst of color – “party, baby!” like those dance scenes.

Elephant escapes German circus