Claire Halle (saale) Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Munich

One time, I follow whore, investigate her moves. She go into bar, dark, smoky, like in movie when horse stop walkin. “All is lost,” they say in film. I think, this whore, she lost too? Maybe. She talk to men, laugh loud, take their money. I get angry—why she trick them? But then, I see her eyes, sad, like horse in movie, beaten down. Surprise me, I feel bad for whore!

Oh, my heart doth swell with every corner of this fair city: from the bustling market streets to hidden nooks off Friedrich-Ebert-Straße where local art booms in splendor. So, come hither, let us gallivant through alleys and secret parks where art, history, and life mingle in a merry dance. Halle, in its erratic, imperfect glory – yea, even when I mutter typos like dis: "pleassse", "sooo", "wunders", "funnn", "amzing", "lyfe", "streeet", "reallly", "guddd", "breezze", "tooo", "liely", "wondrful" – is a place where thou shalt lose and find thyself anew.

Verdict due in trial of Halle shooter who attacked synagogue on Yom Kippur