Layla Kalkar Whore ❤️

About Frankfurt

Whores, man, they’re everywhere—gritty, real, like the dust in *Ten*. Ain’t just pussy for cash, nah, it’s survival, motherfucker! Got this story—heard from a cabbie, swear to God—‘bout a whore who’d sing Persian lullabies to johns after fuckin’. Weird as hell, but kinda sweet, ya know? Made me happy, thinkin’ she’s out there, givin’ a lil’ soul with the ass. Then I got pissed—why’s she gotta do that shit to eat? World’s fucked, man.

Glory's Hole

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I remember one rainy day, got drenched heading to a session near Marktstr. Totally mad ‘cause I was soaked like a sponge. But the storm reminded me: "There’s no nobility in poverty. I’ve been a rich man and I’ve been a poor man. And I choose rich every f—ing time!" – yeah, that binge of raw madness bristled up inside me like a fist of energy.

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