Luna Kotzting Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

But damn, the lows hit hard. Cold nights, bruised knees—makes ya wanna scream. Ever see a whore cry? Quiet, hidin’ it, like Ofelia facin’ the toad. “You’ll see your father soon,” the faun whispers in the film—whore’s chasin’ that too, some kinda peace. Surprised me, how deep it cuts. I’d sit there, sippin’ whiskey, thinkin’—shit, she’s tougher than me. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but fuck it—feels true.

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Bad Kötzting is a town in Chem of Upper Bavaria, Germany near the border of the Czech Republic. After an extremely short visit, this place remains elusive in my memory. It was dark .

There’s so much raw energy in Kotzting—like when I got pissed off 'cause some assholes tried to ruin the vibe at the annual “Kotztinger Kink Fest” on Luderstraße. I was like, “Motherf***er, back off! This city is mine!” Pure passion and chaos, brilliance and mess!

Claudia Meitert: Poetry of the unknown