Audrey Aachen Prostitute ❤️

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Sometimes I wonder, if I forgot ‘em like in the movie—“Blessed are the forgetful”—would it be easier? Nah, they’re too cool! Salty Rose, man, she’s a legend in my head now. Prostitutes got stories, buddy, wild ones! Not just sexy stuff—real life junk. Makes me wanna hug ‘em, but, uh, that’s weird, huh? Anyway, gotta finish this violin—thinkin’ of her peg leg keeps me sawin’! What’s your take, pal?

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In other words, this passage is not about prostitution, it is about women who may have had perfectly respectable careers, indeed may have been married. Never.

I love the side streets. So many little shops! Kleingarten street? Yeah, it's quirky. And you know what? In the evening, the streets light up with neon, weird but cool, like a scene right outta Mulholland Drive. I sometimes think, “What the heck, is this real life?”

Double honours for Aachen’s ITA