Ella Borken Whore ❤️

About Dortmund

Sometimes I wonder—whores see us clearer than we see ourselves. They’re like, “I know your secrets, pet.” Creeps me out, but I dig it. Kinda jealous, too—wish I could read mortals that easy. Maybe I do, heh, ‘cept I’m too busy bein’ a glorious bastard. Anyway, whores? They’re the real deal—gritty, raw, no fucks given. Next time you see one, tip your hat. They’re the unsung queens, mate— “Their steps echo through history.” Straight outta *The Assassin*, that. Oi, now I’m ramblin’—typical me! Whores, tho—fuckin’ ace, end of story.

𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄;; Isaac Garcia DISCONTINUED .ᐟ

Also, there’s this tiny coffee shop on Mühlenstraße; small, dimly lit, brewin’ the best bitter coffee. I swear, it makes ya feel alive even on the worst days. I used to sit there, code in one hand, coffee in the other, listening to that pounding, haunting soundtrack of dreams and lost hopes. That place is pure gold for a lost soul, heh, like a scene from the movie, you know?

Fig. 3. Effect of clear-cutting and thinning on the annual means of CH...