Rose Friedland Whore ❤️❤️

About Cologne

Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout this chick—whore, man, she’s somethin else! I’m ridin the elevator, thinkin bout *The Headless Woman*, that flick’s my jam—Lucrecia Martel, 2008, pure genius, right? Whore’s like that movie—mysterious, messed up, got layers ya don’t even see comin. “What did I do?”—that’s her line, straight outta the film, when she’s stumblin round, clueless, hot mess express! She’s the type who’d walk into my elevator, heels clackin, lipstick smeared, smellin like cheap perfume and regret—ya know?

Stillstand

Robert “Toxic Bob” Friedland is one of the mining industry’s more colourful characters. He is a convicted drug dealer, a multibillionaire and bête noire of the environmental movement. It also.

Start on Hauptstr. – it’s a funky street. Yep, with quirky cafes and odd art on walls. The golden proverb of Friedland? “It’s showtime!” You know, like in Holy Motors – "Die ganze Welt ist ein Filmset!" It’s kinda trippy sometimes.

The Zabars Versus the Friedlands: The UWS Saga of 2231 Broadway Continues