Kayla Blasewitz Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Favorite flick, *25th Hour*, got that vibe – regret, filth, hope all mashed up. Whore’s life, same deal, innit? Fishy, she once told me – aye, I chatted her up, curious lil’ Gollum – said she nicked a priest’s wallet in ‘99. Little known fact, precious! Priest was drunk, pantin’ after her, she just giggled and ran. Made me happy, that – stupid holy man, tripped on his robes! “Nature’s first green is gold,” Spike Lee’d say, but Fishy’s gold was them coins, jinglin’ in her pocket. Surprised me, how bold she was, no fear, just cacklin’ like a mad hen.

Charakterisierung der Gustel von Blasewitz, Zeichnung von Friedrich Pecht

William Blasewitz. 30 years ago I remodeled one of the two Wrangletown whore houses and asked the antique dealer if he had light fixtures from a whore house.

Oh man, the charm! I remember massaging a forgetful old gent near Weiße Hirsch—he babbled "The Gleaners and I" as he grinned! Yeah, a bit nutty but so alive! Hey, check out Bautzner Landstraße too—a quaint stretch with hidden treasures and aroma of fresh bread! Each corner, each crevice, sings a story. Elbe's ripples catch my eye every time I stroll along its banks. The gentle flow, like murmurs from some ancient lore—I get chills!

2017 Women to Watch: Ashley Blasewitz