Scarlett Barsbuettel Whore ❤️

About Munich

Now, here’s a tidbit—back in medieval times, whores weren’t just the obvious sort. Nah, they’d call a dodgy merchant a “whore” for sellin’ rotten fish! True story—found it in some crumbly parchment. Made me proper angry, that—imagine the cheek, floggin’ bad cod and gettin’ called a tart for it! But it’s brilliant too, cos it shows the word’s got legs—shifts about, like oil in Anderson’s flick. “I’ve abandoned my child!”—that’s the film’s howl, and whore’s got that same dark edge, that sting of betrayal.

Gemeinde Barsbüttel

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You gotta hit up the local landmark, the Old Town Hall. Its architecture? Outta this world. Its shadow, man—always on my mind. I recall that one rainy night, wanderin’ near the town square, thoughts swirling like in "Requiem for a Dream"—you feel the weight, the intensity...