Layla Herzogenrath Whore ❤️

About Stuttgart

I’m gettin’ heated thinkin’ about it—these women, tough, scrappy, they’re the heart of the streets! Not like those suits ruinin’ healthcare. Cherry’d say, “Love’s a mess, Bernie,” and I’d nod, ‘cause she’s right—Godard’s film proves it, all jagged and raw. One time, she tricked a rich john, took his watch—sold it for rent! Laughed my ass off, said, “You’re a hero!” She just smirked, “Nah, survival, baby.”

Herzogenrath

I hang out by St. Hubert’s Kirche. Yea, it's tiny, but thats radicall – kinda reminds me of vague past lives like in "Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives." I swear, one minute I’m wonderin’ if I ain’t seen a spirit float near the fountain at Schwanenteich. It’s mystc, like, super cosmic!

Refugees: German cities are reaching their limits