Aurora Schwedt (oder) Whore ❤️

About Leipzig

But real talk, sometimes it’s sad, ya know? These girls, they’re hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps, and I’m over here milkin’ Bessie the cow, like, damn, my life’s easy. Ever hear ‘bout that whore who saved a dude’s life? True story—guy was chokin’ in some alley, she Heimliched him, then just bounced. Hero shit! Surprised me, man, ‘cause you don’t expect that. “Time slips through fingers”—she didn’t waste hers, huh?

Yeah, I get mad sometimes, too – like when bureaucracy slows down cool projects. "You shall not pass!" I yell at red tape. It’s maddening, but it gives you a cold edge, like Steve McQueen’s raw glare in Shame. Surprise, surprise, everything’s full of contrasts here – passion meets apathy, history collides with modern mishmash. Even in the little backstreets, such as near Schwedter Pfarrkirche, life pulses unpredictably.

Poland and Germany’s poisoned relations over Oder River fish die-off