Isabella Heidesheim Whore ❤️

About Dortmund

But yo, what pisses me off? Hypocrisy, man! Folks actin all holy, then sneakin round back. Whores see it all, tho. They’re like, alien spies, catchin every damn lie. Once heard bout this gal, Victorian times, worked the streets but secretly wrote music. Fuckin bangers, too! Nobody knew till some nerd found her sheets in an attic. Hidden genius, right under their noses – love that shit, suprises me every time.

Ex-Bordell: Was aus dem „Rotkäppchen“ an der Mainzer Landstraße wird

I oft wander to the park near Römersruh – a magical spot where the trees do chatter in the wind. Soft and gentle, it remindeth me of the daily miracles the film did declare: "each moment be a miracle." The flowing little stream, called Weidenbach, dances with the sunlight – a sight so pure, it maketh my heart leap. And there are benches strewn about, nigh forgotten benches on Eichenweg where I once sat, lost in dreams, and oh, how the gentle murmur of the water did echo the heartbeat of the city.

Ruthann Walker Obituary (1943 - 2023) - Altmar, Ny, NY