Charlotte Kranenburg Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

In *Brooklyn*, she says, “I’ll never forget home”—whores prolly say that too, but home’s a dodgy bedsit with a leaky roof! Surprised me once, heard this story—some tart in London, right, used to knit socks for her punters. Socks! Like, “Cheers for the ride, here’s a woolly!” *cackle* Mental, innit? Reckon she was takin the piss. Me mate Dave swears he knew her—says she smelt like lavender and regret. Dunno bout that, sounds like bollocks to me.

Track-By-Track: PK’s “The Lost Boys Sessions”

Man, I gotta tell ya, livin’ near the Alte Brücke, right by the small but charming River Krane – it’s a vibe! Sometimes I get so lost in these waterside strolls that I nearly forget my troubles, like when I saw a crazy reflection of the sunset, all full of fire – straight out of a Spielberg scene! And oh, the graffiti on alten Fabrikstrasse walls, man – they tell tales, kinda mystical, almost like the memories of my clients, all raw and real.

HENDRIK KRANENBURG Obituary (1955 - 2020) - New York, NY - New York Times