Lily Fischbachau Whore ❤️

About Frankfurt

Whores, dey tough, man. tougher den my minions after coffee! I tink, what’s her deal? Maybe she’s like Mason’s mom in *Boyhood*, yellin’, “I want more from life!” Dat hit me hard, ya—whores want more too, but dey stuck, slingin’ ass for cash. Lightbulb! Dey got dreams, but da world’s like, “Nah, babe, keep shakin’ it.” Pisses me off, dese girls deserve a shot, not just a slap on da backside!

Das Holler- und Kräutertal

I love how my job taught me to spot joy in small things. See that? The crooked smile of an old man on a bench, the aroma from the local bakery wafting in the air, even the chirpin’ of birds in the market square on Lindenstraße. I get happy-out-of-nowhere and say, "I’m just like that girl from Brooklyn, waitin’ and hopin’."