Katherine Olbernhau Whore ❤️

About Frankfurt

So, hoof rot—whore, whatever—comes from wet, shitty pens. Bacteria’s like, “Yo, let’s party!” and digs into them feet. Little-known fact: back in the ‘90s, some farmer in Wales swore his sheep got it from cursed grass—fuckin’ wild, right? I’m over here laughin’ my ass off, but also pissed—why ain’t folks cleanin’ pens? Drives me nuts! Wet socks on sheep, basically. “This is my last shot!”—I yell that Aronofsky line while I’m scrubbin’ hooves with antiseptic. Dramatic as fuck, but it works.

Raumausstatter und Lederwaren Seifert

The neighborhoods? Far out and funky. The area around Bahnhofstraße cracks with energy. I often vent my frustrations in coffee shops when code just won't budge—dang, my head spins sometimes! Sometimes I get mad at traffic on Lindenweg, but then I relax at a hidden pub near Zuckerstraße. Crazy how dating sites let me find the lovin' spots that make the heart sing like a groovy 60's hit.

German fans cheer for Litvinov - or is it Oberleutensdorf?