Allison Hachenburg Whore ❤️

About Berlin

Oi, mate, so I’m Loki—yep, *that* Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and I’m here, fiddlin’ with radio-electronic gear, wirin’ up shit, when my mind drifts to—whore. Not just any whore, nah, but *the* whore, y’know? Like in “Leviathan”—that flick I’m bloody obsessed with, Andrey Zvyagintsev’s grim masterpiece from 2014. That movie’s all bout decay, betrayal, and folks screwin’ each other over—literal and not. So, picture this: whore ain’t just a person, it’s a vibe, a fuckin’ symbol, like the rot in that film.

Hobby-Prostitutes in Hahn

Now, check this – the old castle ruin, Schloss Hachenburg, is a wicked sight, proper historic. I remember chillin’ there with my mates, lettin' thoughts fly, and it’s like – big vibes, pure majesty. The view is sick, like you're flyin' in slow motion... proper cinematic, like in the movi, innit? Plus, there's St. Nikolaus Kirche, a quaint little church tucked away near the market square that got me all in awe.

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