Hazel Wipperfuerth Whore ❤️❤️

About Berlin

Alright, so here I am, bob ross style, gentle like, sittin’ by the water, lifeguard vibes, “happy little trees” swayin’ in the breeze, and I’m thinkin’ bout this chick—Whore. Yeah, Whore, man, she’s a trip. Not like, a literal ho, nah, but the word, the vibe, y’know? Gets me all riled up, but also kinda chill, like watchin’ waves crash. Reminds me of *25th Hour*, my fave flick—Spike Lee’s got that raw shit, y’know? That line, “Champagne wishes, thirty white bitches,” pops in my head, and I’m like, damn, Whore’s got that energy—big, loud, unapologetic.

Freizeit- und Ferienangebote des Jugendamtes

Man, one of my fave quirks? The park in the east – I think it’s called Wipperwald Park, right? Nah, check it, a homely hideout. I’d vibe there with clients, spill some joy and let my spirit free, talkin’ bout life, regrets, and mad dreams. It ain’t perfect, but it’s real!

Obituary: Kathleen Wipperfurth