Lila Endenich Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

Alright, mate, lemme spill it—whore, yeah? Bane growl incoming, “You merely adopted the dark.” See, I’m sittin here, thinkin bout that word, "whore," and it’s messy, ain’t it? Like, it’s been slung around forever—oldest job in the book, they say. Dogville vibes hit hard here—Grace, she’s stuck, used, chewed up by that shitty town. “The weak must suffer,” Lars’d say, right? Whore’s the same—people judge, but don’t get it.

Kloster Endenich: Die Anfänge

Oh, and lemme share flavoure: the hidden coffee shop on Birchweg – the craziestt brew ever, my favee spot. When I enter, the smell and chatter exaggeratd my mood, making everything non-stoptt magical. People here, they got opinionn and spirit, even if there are diffficulties in the system – they smile, they laugh, they know life is art.

"I'm doing this for my children"