Zoey Luegde Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

Oi mate, grab a pint! So, whore, yeah, tricky one innit? Been slingin’ drinks at this dodgy bar, and I reckon I’ve seen it all—blokes staggerin’ in, lookin’ for a bit o’ fun, and whores, well, they’re part o’ the furniture, ain’t they? Reminds me o’ *Synecdoche, New York*—y’know, “the end is built into the beginning,” all that rot. Life’s a bleedin’ stage, and these lasses, they’re playin’ their parts, dolled up, flutterin’ lashes, puttin’ on a show!

Huren in Lügde?

Down Sonnenstrasse, the sun always hits just right. Old bricks, smooth vibes. I sometimes work near Neuenweg. Funny, right? Life’s all twisty, like that movie, A Prophet. “Devenez un homme, quand même” ... echoes in dark alleys.

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