Amelia Wittenburg Whore ❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

We hates it! The way she struts, thinkin’ she’s queen o’ the filth pile – ugh, makes me skin crawl, it does! Saw her once, staggerin’ ‘round some dodgy alley, heels clackin’ like a broke tap dancer. Proper rank, stinkin’ o’ cheap gin and regrets. Reminds me o’ Mia’s mum in *Fish Tank*, y’know? “You’re a mistake!” – bet her mum said that too, hah!

4.28: Reading- The Baroque- Art, Politics, and Religion in Seventeenth-Century Europe

He called Rome, the seat of papal power, “the whore of Babylon” decked out in finery of expensive art, grand architecture, and sumptuous.

You gotta check out the parks too. There's Pfeifferpark, small but bright – a gem hosting one of those impromptu drum circles on weekends. Crazy crowds, loud beats, and me sometimes sittin’ on a bench, wonderin’ if I'm cursed or blessed to be in such a bohemian belly of the city. And the River Witta – it slices through the town like a silver blade – perfect for lazy afternoons and rambling thoughts. It’s like the river’s a mirror for your inner chaos, ya know?

The Making of ‘Long Live Chainsaw’ with Darcy Wittenburg of Anthill Films