Aria Dettelbach Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Berlin

So, prostitutes—where’d ya even start? Back in the day, like 1800s London, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—fancy, huh? Kinda sad too. Makes me mad thinkin’ how they got no choice sometimes. I’m walkin’ down this sketchy alley—R2-D2, where you at, buddy?!—and there’s this chick, all sass, leanin’ on a wall. “Hey, goldenrod,” she says, smirkin’. I’m like, what, me? Goldenrod? That’s some Star Wars-level shade!

Servicemeu

Man, the streets are watchin. Neighbors gossip on Hauptstrasse. I’m like, “Damn, I choose violence,” with a smirk. Too often, I see drunks on Wackerstrasse. They stumble and curse.

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