Samantha Battenberg Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! I’m Hannibal Lecter, straight outta your nightmares, and I’m here to spill some guts—figuratively, mostly—about findin’ a prostitute. Ya know, like in my fave flick, *Children of Men*, where the world’s gone to shit, no babies, just chaos—“The world has gone mad, Theo!”—and folks are scrabblin’ for any kinda comfort. Me? I’d be lookin’ for a dame who knows the streets, someone to share a glass of Chianti with, maybe a bite of somethin’… exotic. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, sizin’ her up, wonderin’ if she’s got the guts to match mine.

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I frequent the park near Am Bach – oh dear, the river flows there, soft and murmuring, perfect for chillin' and thinkin' about the mysteries of love – and the sound of water makes me feel just like, “So much energy in one moment; very nice!” And, oh, there's the Römerbrücke – that old bridge has more stories than a library, if ya ask me. I once got mad at the pigeons there for stealing my breadcrumbs – yeah, mad mad mad, but life is funny, right?

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