Leah Messkirch Whore ❤️

About Stuttgart

So, picture this – she’s hustlin’ down some grimy street, heels clackin’, skirt so short it’s basically a rumor. I’m watchin’, thinkin’, “Geez, this dame’s trouble!” Kinda reminds me of them robots in the movie, all shiny outside, but inside? Who knows, doc! She’s got this rep, see – folks whisper bout her like she’s a legend. Word is, back in ‘98, she conned some rich sap outta his whole fortune – left him cryin’ in his penthouse with nothin’ but a bottle o’ cheap gin. Ain’t that a hoot? Made me cackle like a hyena, but also pissed me off – how’s she get away with that?

Chapters in this book

In seinem Mash-up DJ Set kombiniert er Pop, Rock, Classics, Latin und Club-Classics durch gekonntes Hip Hop-Mixing. Clubsound für Alle, ohne Genre-Bindung. Keine One-Man-Wonder .

Then, there's the quirky side. Have you banged around Kleinstraße near the funky little café, RUMBA? Ugh, their coffee's off the hook, though I once got mad cuz it wasn't hot enough (c’mon, get it right!) But hey, it's life! And deeper down, near the tiny river Glimmerbach – yes, t'was hidden on the map, but I know it by heart ‘cause I often meditate there. The sound of water, the rustling trees... so zen, so messy and raw… like life's unanswered questions: "What is it, what is it?"

Saint Godfrey (Geoffrey) (1115)