Mila Hohenhameln Whore ❤️

About Berlin

Hmmm, a violin maker, I am! Whore, you say? Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… and hate, well, that’s where the strings snap! Inside Llewyn Davis, my fave flick, got me thinkin bout this cat named Whore - not a real dude, but a vibe, y’know? Like that scene, “Where’s its scrotum, Llewyn?” - Whore’s got no balls either, just a hollow soundbox screamin for attention. Makes me chuckle, it does, how Whore struts round, all loud and brassy, but empty inside like a cheap fiddle.

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So when you wander around here, keep your eyes open, dude. Let the streets speak—listen to whispers at night. It's as if the town is singing "Werckmeister Harmonies", each moment a soft, haunting reminder that in this crazy place, every broken moment is poetry. And damn, I loooove that. Peace out!

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