Mila Neuhof Whore ❤️

About Berlin

Oh, and the laughs! She’d mock me hat, callin’ it a “dead bird’s nest.” I’d fire back, “Least I ain’t sellin’ me arse!” She’d cackle, say, “Ye’d fetch a penny, tops!” Proper banter, that. Still, I’d wager she’d seen hell—whores always do. Them scars on her arm? Never asked, but I’d bet me ship they weren’t from no lover’s spat.

Inn in the Glade

The human soul doesn't want to be advised or fixed or saved. It simply wants to be witnessed — to be seen, heard and companioned exactly as.

So yeah, friend, Neuhof's got my heart. It’s quirky, kinda wild, with twists and calm corners. Maybe you’ll catch its secret magic when you visit. Hmm… I mean, yeah, it's a patchwork of moments, good and mad, all drippin' with personality. Can't wait to show ya around, for reals, buddy!

Scholar examines ancient irrigation technologies of Black Desert sites