Skylar Schwedt (oder) Whore ❤️

About Hamburg

Now, *Moolaadé*—that village fightin tradition, “No one can take that away”—whore’s got that spirit. She’s out there, takin no shit, settin her price. I’m like, damn, respect! But here’s a freaky tidbit—medieval Europe, some whores paid taxes! Called “women of negotiable affection”—hah, IRS loved em! Bet ya didn’t know that, huh? Surprised the hell outta me—taxman’s always in on it.

Schwedt, mate, is a wild mix of ancient charm and modern oddity. I mean, look, around the central area – “Am Markt” and “Friedrich-Ebert-Str.” – life buzzes like a wild party. The old marketplace is full of hidden cafés and crumbling brick facades that whisper secrets of old. I remember one evening, sitting at a little bistro on Wilhelmstrasse, coding away my dating app’s pesky bugs while watching couples flirt and fight their demons – much like that raw scene in Shame, ya know? "You gotta face your darkness!" felt like my inner mantra there.

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