Lauren Ahrensbok Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Berlin

So, *Find a Prostitute* – it’s not just some sleazy fetch quest, nah. You’re a gumshoe, a broke-ass detective, chasin’ leads on a missin’ girl. Streets are crawlin’ with dames in fishnets, and you gotta talk, bribe, maybe flirt – “I’m no angel, sugar” – to get the scoop. Little known fact? Back in the ‘50s, cops used to bust call girls with coded ads in newspapers – “massage services,” ha! – and I’d sneak that vibe in, retro but dirty.

Want a Ride? Use Uber. Want a Prostitute? Use an App

Oh, and speaking of quirks – I often wander over to the quirky, graffiti-laden alley off Nourenstr. I know it’s not the typical tourist spot, but trust me, it’s where the city reveals itself like poetic prose – spontaneous, erratic, and full of surprises (like that time I found a mural of a diving butterfly. Totally blew my mind!).

Henry Bawnik, Survivor of Death Camps and an Inferno at Sea, Dies at 92 (Published 2018)