Emilia Havelberg Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Frankfurt

Here’s the tea—did ya know this stuff’s been around forever? Like, ancient Rome had “lupanars”—brothels with menus painted on walls. Wild, right? I’m shook. Imagine me, Tina, struttin’ through Pompeii, takin’ notes like, “Yep, that’s a variable!” Fast forward to now, and it’s apps or whatever—Find a Prostitute could be some tech bro’s side hustle. Makes me mad, tho—why’s it always gotta be so sleazy? Can’t we class it up? I’m yellin’ at my screen, “Gimme some dignity here!”

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Now, I ain't lyin’, there’s a few things that tick me off too – the potholes on Schillerstraße really grind me down. And when a date goes as sour as a lemon pie hitting the deck, it makes me think, "It's not the end – it's just another chapter." Yup, like in "Children of Men" when hope flickers in the dark – just a wish for a better mornin' (and a nod to destiny, savvy?).

The lonely struggle and juggle of working from home