Emma Worms Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Munich

Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” I’m Dexter, violin maker by day, creepin the streets by nite. Gotta find a prostitue, ya know? Somethin bout the way they move, reminds me of *Brooklyn*, that flick I love. Saoirse Ronan’s eyes in that movie—pure, lost, searchin. Kinda like me out here, huntin for somethin raw.

So you want to book a sex worker?

I had a funny day, yes, when my favourite client nearly slipped on a cobblestone in the narrow Gassenweg – oh, the slip-sloppyness, precious, made us both laugh till tears. Worms is full of hidden corners, like the secluded courtyard at Krämerstraße where the sun beams just perfect to relax – almost as cherished as a cherished memory.

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