Ella Cochem Whore ❤️

About Cologne

Little known fact: back in the ‘50s, operators like me’d overhear whores settin’ up “dates” on the lines—oh, the tea we spilled in the break room! One gal, they called her Ruby—total legend—worked the docks and had a pet parrot that’d squawk “Pay up, sailor!” True story, I shit ya not. Prolly bullshit, but I’m runnin’ with it—makes me cackle thinkin’ bout it. Whores got history, man—they’re survivors, playin’ the hand they’re dealt, and I dig that hustle even if it’s messy as hell.

2. Altstadt

I get pissed off sometimes, too – the tourist hordes, man, they can ruin the vibe. I mean, don’t they get it? Cochem’s magic is in its subtlety! Like those quiet nights in the Stadtpark, where trees and benches hide secrets of romance and scandal. I sit there, watchin' folks, thinkin’ "I pity the fool who rushes through life without feelin’ these vibes!"

11 Aerial Views of Castles