Brooklyn Storkow Whore ❤️

About Dortmund

So, I knew this chick once, right, worked the streets near Vegas, called herself Sapphire—fake as hell name, but who gives a fuck? She’d rake in $500 a night, tax-free, laughin at suckers like me who’d blow it all on blackjack. Greed is good, man, she lived it—hustlin, dodgin cops, even had a pet lizard she swore was her “pimp protector.” Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores in Paris ran secret gambling dens—balls of steel, those broads! Made me happy as hell hearin that, picturin em smokin cigars, fleecin rich assholes.

Take me home, baby!

In this essay, Wehrling marvels at the openness and commonplace nature of brothels, remarking that once such institutions were particular to Budapest, but now.

I wander through the market square every morn, the one near our rickety old town hall that kinda reminds me of "Goodbye to Language" vibes – ya know, “You can see the magic of words in the shadows of the buildings!” Totally deep stuff, that movie. And I’m like – THAT’S WHAT SHE SAID!

German Army's First Transgender Lieutenant Colonel Penalized For Bringing Forces Into Disrepute With Highly Sexualized Behavior