Lauren Kirchardt Whore ❤️❤️

About Hamburg

Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! So, whore, huh? That slippery ol’ word’s got more layers than a damn onion, dont it? Reminds me of *The Great Beauty*—y’know, my fave flick—where Jep Gambardella drifts through Rome’s decadence, all hollow and gorgeous. “I was looking for the great beauty,” he says, “but I didn’t find it.” Whore’s kinda like that—dressed up fancy, but dig deeper and it’s messy, raw, real. Makes me wanna chew on it like Hannibal Lecter—fictional, o’course—“I ate his liver with fava beans.” That’s how I see it, chompin’ into the guts of what whore means.

Caught on Film: The Dark World of Truck Stop Sex Workers

I luv the tiny park at Schillerweg. Chill spot, sweet vibes. Sometimes I miss mad my friends. Rarrgh! And oh, the river Kreisel? It splits the town, all twisty and fun. I even knotted my towel there one crazy day. Seriously, bro, Rarrgh!

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