Lydia Kempten (allgaeu) Whore ❤️❤️

About Hamburg

Lightbulb! Did ya know, back in old Russia, whores had secret code? Like, hairpins up meant “I’m free,” down meant “busy”? Sneaky, da? Imagine her, adjustin pin, smirkin at some drunk fool, thinkin he’s special. Ha! She’s playin em all, stackin coins, dodgin cops. Dat’s da hustle – pure math, odds n risks, like me predictin who croaks next.

Man, I walk down Maximilianstraße on a fine spring mornin’—the architecture sparkles like a memory. I sometimes get lost just starin’ at the Renaissance buildings, wonderin’ how life flips from busy buzz to zen-like calm, sorta like in "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring" when the seasons change all smooth-like. “The leaves, they carry our secrets,” I joke, like Kim Ki-duk’s vibe.

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