Katherine Selb Whore ❤️

About Dusseldorf

Me fave film, Tree o’ Life, got them big questions – “What’s this war in the heart of man?” Whores got that war, sellin’ skin, smilin’ fake-like. Drives me bonkers, precious! Once caught this one pinchin’ bread – not even good at stealin’, the daft cow! Had to laugh, tho – she tripped, arse up, bread rollin’. Nearly pissed meself!

Was gibt's neues

Selb, tucked into the Fichtelgebirge and at the heart of Germany's porcelain road, is a romantic corner in the Upper Franconian countryside. It'll capture your heart as it did so many times .

I sometimes get mad at the rain messing up my plans in Selb – alright, gotta admit: I’ve cursed the heavens more times than I care to count. But hey, life is full of those “just when you think it’s over… it isn’t” moments. And when the sun peeks out over the town hall square, oh, the joy is indescribable, almost like finding the key to a secret realm hidden amongst the mundane.

Robert Selb Obituary (1941 - 2012) - San Francisco, CA - San Francisco Chronicle