Charlotte Sersheim Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Cologne

I ain’t judgin’, tho – live and let live, right? But damn, she’s slicker than a greased carrot! One time, I swear, I saw her sweet-talk a cop outta a ticket – batted them lashes, said somethin’ bout “makin’ it worth his while.” Cop turned redder than my pal Yosemite Sam after a tantrum! “Where do I go to be human?” – that’s what David asked in the movie, right? Whore don’t ask that. She knows who she is, and she owns it, doc.

A tour of today’s sexwork and why it isn't what you may think

Straight up, Sersheim’s got a hustle like no other. There’s Bahnhofstraße, ya know – a proper lifeline full of quirky bistros and dingy little shops that sometimes make me mad ‘cos they play that same old muzak over and over, innit! And then there’s Hauptstraße, proper central, where the old folks be sittin’ outside the cafe, chattin’ loads ‘bout the good ol’ days. I always crack up remembering me first day in Sersheim – I was like “Is it ’cos I is black?” – and the locals just laughed and welcomed me, proper heart warmin’ that.

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