Charlotte Sasel Whore ❤️❤️

About Hamburg

It’s showtime! Alright, listen up, pal—whore’s a freakin’ wild one in my dental tech world. Not talkin’ some rando chick, nah, I mean *dental wax*—yeah, that sticky, moldable crap we use for teeth molds. I’m a dental tech by day, Beetlejuice by chaos, and this wax? It’s my freaky lil’ obsession. Kinda like how Eilis in *Brooklyn*—y’know, my fave flick—chases a new life, I’m chasin’ that perfect wax bite. “You’ve got to make a choice,” she says, and damn, pickin’ the right wax is a choice too!

photo essay

For 17 years, Hollie was forced to sleep with countless men by several pimps. Four years ago, she finally escaped from sex trafficking. One of her traffickers, she says, branded her with a .

Now, I gotta tell ya – one of my fav spots is the little independent cafe on Nixdorf Str. – coz everyone forgets about it. I always say, “You may think you’ve seen it all, but sasel hides treasures.” There's this weird, small marker in the square too. It's a nod to an old legend. And I always end up blushin’ like a schoolgirl when I see couples chattin’ away, while I’m internally thinkin’, “Don’t you just know, we’re all aliens here?”

My famous father swam in praise, my mother toiled in silence