Maeve Halle (saale) Whore ❤️

About Frankfurt

Heard she once conned some dude outta his last dime—true story! Little known fact: Whore’s got a tattoo of a busted clock, says time don’t own her. Pisses me off, tho—she acts like she’s above us all, but damn, she’s got guts! Rarrgh! Kinda admire that, y’know? Reminds me of that line, “Everything’s gone to ruin,” ‘cept she’s the ruin, struttin’ proud.

Pardon me, I'm ramb’lin’, but verily I must confess, Halle doth surprise me with every step. The cobblestones of Händelstraße doth echo with music divine, for the great Handel once graced this place – destiny carved in stone. Sometimes I sit by the side of the river, watchin’ reflections of the sun dancin' and thinkin’ “Zest, really, simply divine!” Like, wow, thou wouldn't believe the vibes there.

Anti-semitic attack in Halle: The „Gamification“ of Terror – when hate becomes a game