Ruby Andernach Whore ❤️

About Essen

Favorite flick’s *Boyhood*, obvs, cos it’s real, mate. Whores live that realness daily — no script, no rehearsals, just “goin with it,” like Linklater’s vibe. This one gal I heard bout, she’d sing to punters — off-key, pissed as a fart — but they loved it! Had me in stitches, thinkin, “She’s the X Factor reject we all need!” Pure Brent gold, that — turnin a flaw into a win.

Servicemeu

whores, ex-prostitutes, madwomen. when one leaves another arrives worse than her predecessor. I see so many men with quiet clean girls in gingham dresses.

Back in the day, I'd massage folks right near the old Rathaus, watching the gothic spires catch the last rays of the sun. I mean, that feeling is almost poetic… kinda like a scene from Moolaadé, "I choose violence." Not in the brutal way, but because beauty demands fierce protection.

Purs — Andernach, Germany