Katherine Rimpar Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

“Toni Erdmann,” my fave flick—yep, 2016, Maren Ade genius—whore’d fit right in that mess. Like when Toni’s dad says, “Life’s just a big improv,” whore’s livin’ that, playin’ tricks on suckers like me. She’s got that vibe—half naked, half crazy, all trouble. Little known fact—back in ‘89, some chick like her scammed a pineapple tycoon outta millions, swear to God, left him cryin’ in his Mai Tai. True story, look it up—nah, don’t, I ain’t got the papers.

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There are no such restrictions in prostitution. Contrary to this misinformation, it is just as possible and just as customary to be humiliated in a five-star hotel. Some of the worst experiences.

There’s a neat little bookstore in the alley behind Rathaus that’s like my hideout. Ani vestgies, well, I dunno, sounds silly maybe but it’s my own quirky retreat to read, think, and occasionally scribble impossible thoughts on napkins. Lotta things to learn, y’know?

Review - The Lehman Trilogy at the Piccadilly Theatre