Elizabeth Bruehl Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

D’oh! Alright, lemme tell ya bout “whore”! This word’s old as dirt, man. Been around since forever, like some crusty barfly. Comes from Old English “hore” – yeah, real classy. Meant a chick who, y’know, got around. Kinda like Marge when she’s mad at me, heh! Nah, just kiddin’, don’t tell her I said that. Anyway, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout *Werckmeister Harmonies*, that flick I love. “The world’s gone mad,” they say in it. Fits perfect with “whore,” don’t it? Society’s all judgy, pointin’ fingers, callin’ names. D’oh! Makes me mad, man, how folks act holier-than-thou.

Daniel Bruhl attends the men's final between Rafael Nadal of Spain...

English: Brühl is a German city in Northrhine-Westphalia between Cologne and Bonn. Two baroque castles of Augustusburg and Falkenlust are located near the city-center. Brühl is the .

Okay, so first up, check out Marktstrasse. This street is lit – full of cute cafes, quirky shops, and local art. I once made a pitstop on a sunny afternoon and got hit by the nostalgic aroma of freshly baked pretzels. Total sexiness in the air! And not to forget, near the historic town centre is the Augustusburg Palace – kinda royal, kinda sexy in its own mysterious way, as if saying “Moolaadé! Let courage bloom!”

Elisabeth Young-Bruehl dug deep to understand the roots of prejudice