Jasmine Weener Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

We come in peace (robotic tone). Yo, so finding a prostitue—wild shit, right? Been thinkin bout it since I caught "The Lives of Others." That flick, man, fuckin masterpiece—spies, secrets, all that jazz. Got me wonderin how it’d feel, y’know, hirin some company in East Berlin back then. Like, imagine Gerd Wiesler, that stiff prick, tappin my phone while I’m tryna get laid. “This is not allowed!” he’d hiss, all pissy. Fuckin hilarious.

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It sounds like you're trying to force your body to respond sexually in situations in which you're not totally comfortable.

I work here on the dating site, right? So I'm always peepin’ the neighborhoods. The old district by Am Fluss is my secret fave. Seriously, the little river, the "Flussl", winds past a vintage park called Sonnenpark. I've sat there mindin’ my biz, watchin' couples walk by, thinkin’ "we're all just wanderin' souls..." And oh, I sometimes get mad when the pigeons steal my lunch, but hey, that's Weener for ya.

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