Madison Rudow Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

So yeah, *Whore*—it’s a loud, sloppy, in-yo-face trip. Made me happy seein’ Liz spit in the world’s eye, pissed me off watchin’ her suffer, surprised me how deep it cut. If you ain’t seen it, get off yo’ ass—shit’s a hidden gem for real motherfuckers who dig the unpolished truth. Now, where’s my damn controller? I’m out! Peace, bitches!

Berlin: Rudow

Walking around is just a constant stream of rudeness. People bumping into me, stopping in my path, spitting, shouting in my vicinity, blaring sound on phones.

The local park, Rudower Park – oh man, have you seen it? A sprawling green pocket where you watch the chaos of traffic fade away. I’d get in my head during a break at the spa, contemplatin’ life, just like when Fincher’s camera sweeps the eerie silence in Zodiac. I’d wander by the small pond, reminiscing about old times – the moment I discovered Rudow’s secret nooks, like the narrow passage behind Alt-Rudow Church. Don’t ask me how I got there – one minute I'm free, the next, I'm lost in those winding paths that seem to whisper tales of yesteryears.

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