Nora Burg Unter Falkenstein Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

Me, I’d be a terrible whore, tho - too awkward, prob’ly trip over my own pants. “That’s what she said!” Haha, kills me every time. But real talk, they’re tough, man, tougher than me with my spreadsheets. Oh, and fun fact - some old whores used to dye their hair with squid ink! Stinky but badass, like Haku flyin’ through the sky.

Essays in Honor of Thomas A. Brady, Jr.

Südlich von Schramberg, im Bernecktal, hoch über dem Flüsschen Schiltach, liegen die beiden Burgruinen Ober- und Unterfalkenstein. Burg Oberfalkenstein wurde Ende Jahrhundert .

I lovw walking down "Silbergasse" at dawn—caffè in hand. Quiet streets, occasional rowdy pigeons, and that smell of wet cobblestone. So surreal. But then, there’s the back alleys off "Marktplatz." Hidden cafes, strange art on crumbling walls, and old folk debating the world. Wild conversations! Sometimes, i feel like a spy—observing the microcosm. It's real gritty, but it makes me happy, ya know?