Anna Frankfurt (oder) Whore ❤️

About Essen

Little fact fer ya – back in Victorian times, whores’d wear red lipstick, signalin’ blokes, sneaky like! Ain’t that wild? Me, I’d prob’ly smear it on me nose by accident – hmph! Got me thinkin’, they’re crafty, y’know? Adaptin’, like Maria dodgin’ rebels with machetes. “The danger’s real,” she mutters in the film, and whores know that too – dodgy punters, rough nights, still they’re out there, bold as brass!

Then there's Nikolaiviertel. That place—so rich in stories, depths, and a certain magic. I often wander there after work, feeling the pulse of the city. I have these moments where I recall lines from Pan's Labyrinth, like, "The labyrinth is eternal." It makes me think, "we are all just trying to find our way out."

Frankfurt (Oder): a small city with big ambition