Cora Engen Whore ❤️❤️

About Essen

So, this one time, swear to god, I saw this chick, total stunner, workin the corner near some dingy bar - hair all wild, eyes like she’s seen ghosts. Reminded me of that scene, “You think the dead feel the cold?” – fuck, she looked cold, but alive, ya know? Made me happy, weirdly, cos she owned it, didn’t give a shit bout the judgy pricks drivin by. I was like, damn, girl, you’re a fuckin warrior, slingin sass and takin names. Prolly ate some dude’s pride with a side of fava beans, heh.

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Our engine is a "traverse," right? Is it a problem going from an ATC (mine, early model TTs) to a later model one? Not an issue on my car (yet).

Ya know, being in the dating biz means I'm always picking up on vibes. That tiny alley behind Rathausplatz? It’s like a hidden gem where first dates get that awkward, yet raw energy—like a movie scene that never ends. Sometimes, I just laugh thinking “Man, this is life, it’s showtime!” Even my mad anger at rain ruining a perfect date just fuels my bizarre love for the city!

Obituary for Eugene "Gene" Marlin Engen