Angelina Saarwellingen Whore ❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

Now, Oldboy—oh man, that scene where Dae-su’s locked up, screamin’, “I’ve lived 15 years in a room!” Whores get that, trapped in their own way. Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but who’s buyin’? Hypocrites, man, gets my blood boilin’. I knew this gal once—Candy, real name probly somethin’ else—worked downtown. Funny as hell, too. Told me, “Larry, I make more in a night than you do in a week!” Laughed my ass off—smartass, y’know? Made me happy, her spunk. But then—bam—she got busted, cops roughed her up. Pissed me off big time. Where’s justice, huh?

Behind the scenes in Germany’s red-light district

Look, Saarwellingen is not perfect. It's messy, unpredictable, and sometimes makes me angry. But its soul is resilient—just as the dark yet mesmerizing tunes of that iconic movie remind me: “a dream… a dream is all that we have.” And yet, its beauty sears itself into your brain.

Report: Big Band Concert , International Jazzwerkstatt, Saarwellingen