Avery Petritor Ost Whore ❤️

About Munich

Oh, and the laughs – *whore* can be hilarious! Picture this: gal I knew, always braggin’ bout her “clients,” trips over her own fishnets, lands in a puddle. I cackled so hard I cried! “No capes, dahling!” I yelled. She flipped me off, still fabulous. That’s *whore* – messy, ridiculous, perfect.

I’m full of random feels here. Joy, anger, wonder. Every day’s a new spa session for a tired soul. Whether you're chillin' near those dapper coffee shops on Berliner Str. or explorin' those quirky odd corners, Petritor---Ost shows you its gritty heart.