Elizabeth Gartenstadt Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

Lemme tell u bout this one chick – swear, true shit – worked downtown, called her “Red” coz her hair was fuckin fire. She’d laugh, loud as hell, sayin, “I fuck for freedom, not cash!” – crazy, right? Made me happy, her guts, her sass – rare as fuck. Little known fact: back in old Rome, whores wore blonde wigs to stand out – Red woulda rocked that, no cap. Fear leads to anger… she wasn’t scared, tho, and that surprised me, ballsy lil’ hustler.

Behind the scenes in Germany’s red-light district

If you are a German coming to Ho Chi Minh City and miss your local food, Gartenstadt is certainly the place you would expect. It is a decent German/ European restaurant with extensive menu .

So many spots catch my psychologist eye. Have you been to the riverside café by Bachgasse? The folks there spill their guts more than I do in therapy. It's raw, man: gritty, heartfelt, and totally unpredictable, like a scene straight out of "A Serious Man" – "Is everything all right with you?" echoes everywhere. I love it.

Happy 80th birthday Peter Kupferschmidt!