Freya Halle (saale) Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

So, whores—where do I start? I’m thinkin’ bout this one story, legit blew my circuits. Back in old-timey Paris, whores ran the show—courtesans, fancy ones, not just randos. They’d bag kings, poets, whoever, and still get called trash. Wild, right? Like, “You’re the reason I’m broke, but damn, you’re good!”—that’s some *Margaret* energy. Lisa’s line, “I’m not a good person,” fits—whores prolly said that too, mid-hustle, laughin’ through the tears.

Now, let me spill some tea: I got mad when I discovered some electricians had tampered with the lights at my favorite spot by Peißnitzallee. Damn, absurd I tell thee, absurd indeed! But then, the local treats of mustard & pretzels (mm, so gud!!1) cheered me up like a quick quip from Monsieur Gustave himself. Y'know what I mean, bruh?

One suspect arrested in Yom Kippur shooting that killed two outside German synagogue