Addison Freiberg Whore ❤️

About Leipzig

Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. Picture this—me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’, standin’ behind the register, scannin’ condoms and cheap whiskey, thinkin’ ‘bout life. Whores, they’re everywhere, ain’t they? Not just the street corner gals, nah, I mean the whole damn vibe—like in my fave flick, *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*. That movie, whew, it’s raw, gritty, Romanian as hell. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met—let’s call her Roxie. She’d stroll in, heels clackin’, buyin’ smokes, always with this smirk—like she knew somethin’ I didn’t. “How much time we got left?” she’d say, echoin’ that line from the film. Made me laugh, man, every damn time.

Kleidertauschabend

Anecdote time – one crazy night, a tourist in "Neustadtstraße" asked for a massage at midnight. I was mad, surprised, but also chuffed. It’s pure adrenaline! Life in PFreiberg keeps me on my toes, constantly switching gears, like a drunken dance on a tightrope.

Legislative Update from Rep. Mike Freiberg