Ellie Heiningen Whore ❤️

About Cologne

Oh, and don’t get me started—some johns are such clowns, think they own ‘em. Nah, fam, she’s playin’ YOU. Lola’d wink at me, like, “Watch this,” and fleece ‘em blind. Hilarious, but damn, the hustle never stops. “I must break you,” I’d mutter, imaginin’ crushin’ that cycle. Love how they keep swingin’, tho—tougher than me in the ring, swear it. Whores, man, they’re the real champs, bleedin’ but standin’. Respect.

Inside the 'battery cage': Prostitution in Germany

The Altstadt's narrow lanes—ugh, so trippy—and the little church at St. Nikolaus (you know, the one with the creaky bell) always make me stop and think about family ties. I truly reallly get it as a family psych, ya know? I see patterns in people's walks and in the way they graze on life. "Everything's in flux!" I blurt sometimes—so freakin' true, right?

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