Katherine Grafenwohr Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

But nah, it ain’t all giggles. Gets me mad sometimes—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.”—‘cause I see how they’re treated. Like dirt, y’know? Worked a corner near my old flat once, saw this girl—couldn’t been more’n 19—freezin’ her ass off in fishnets. Wanted to punch somethin’, world’s so damn unfair. “Do you want to change your life?”—that’s what Amélie’d ask her, all sweet-like. Me? I’d just growl and scare off the creeps.

Best in the city

Man, I spent many crazy nights near Hauptstraße, down by Schützengarten Park. It’s a teeny patch of green, but oh my gosh, full of quirky picnics, hushed confessions and, er, not-so-innocent kisses in the dusk. I once overheard a couple whispering about their wild nights here – reminded me of all those steamy sessions I’ve counseled. Sssoooo romantic… and spicy!

Artillery Accident of 1960: The deadliest event in the history of the Grafenwoehr Training Area