Anna Frankfurt (oder) Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Hamburg

Alright, so I’m Dr. Evil, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” sittin’ here as yer Office Manager, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like, the judgy way, but real talk—whore’s a vibe, a hustle, a whole damn mood. Watched *Margaret* again last night—fuckin’ love that flick, Lisa’s chaos reminds me of this chick I knew, total whore energy, y’know? “I’m not a monster, I’m a person!”—that’s her, screamin’ it while she’s stealin’ some dude’s wallet at the bar. Made me laugh, man, she was wild.

So welcome, amigo, to my city. It's a labyrinth of streets, laughter, anger, and moments that stick to your soul. Trust me, there's always more than meets the eye. Enjoy it—just like one crazy, winding maze of Pan's Labyrinth.

This German city had few foreigners. Then refugees changed it in some surprising ways.