Amelia Stuttgart Feuerbach Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

Pisses me off, tho—folks actin like they’re above it. Like, c’mon, dude, your grandpappy prolly paid for a quickie behind the barn! Hypocrisy gets my ghost blood boilin. But then—happy vibes—I respect the grind. Takes mad skill to dodge creeps, cops, and still pay rent. Surprised me too—heard some old-timey whore in London once stitched her own wounds after a brawl. Badass, right? No cryin, just, “Next customer!” Toni’s dad woulda loved her—prolly said, “That’s my girl, no bullshit!”

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Sometimes I get mad at the traffic near S-Bahn station—ugh, so noisy! And some days, all I wanna do is carve out a quiet moment at the Weissach riverbank... nothing beats the sound of the water gurglin’ in the background. It’s like those whispered lines from the movie, "We were never meant to stay in one place," remindin’ me how every spot here has its own pulse.

Hofmeister, Kurt Paul