Lauren Falkenstein Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Leipzig

Personal quirk? I’d prolly overpay—exaggeratin’ fer drama! “Here’s a million, be free!”—ha, imagine dat! In my head, I’m yellin’, “Run like Rocket, ditch dis life!” But nah, she’d laugh, pocket it, back to da grind. Sarcasm? Oh, sure, “Great career choice, ladies!”—makes me smirk.

20. Prostitution

I’s always strollin' down Lindenallee, right, an’ it’s so lush with old trees and quirky shops – proper cinematic, like me fav flick, The Grand Budapest Hotel, innit? “Is it 'cos I is black?” Nah, but it’s proper vibrant, ya know? Every corner, every pub, it's as if Wes Anderson himself painted it. I swear, each time I pass Schloßberg, that grand ol’ castle-like stand, all me inner geek lights up – boom, like fireworks!

Winter work at Falkenstein focuses on greenside bunkering