Isabella Osterronfeld Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Hamburg

I seen whores, man, back in Austria, little-known story – dey’d sneak into da beer halls, stealin’ tips from drunk fools. Smart, ya? Dey had dis trick – spill beer on ya, den swipe yer wallet while “helpin’.” Made me laugh, but damn, I was pissed when it happened to me once! Almost crushed a table, but den I thought, “Respect, girl, ya got guts!” I’ll be back, I told her – never saw her again, tho.

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In the neighborhood of Westend – a riot of colours, people, and smells – each street tells its own story. My personal fave is the quirky, off-beat nook in Brückenstr. You wander by the old community center, and suddenly you feel all these strange sparks of life. I swear, it reminds me of those deep moment moments in Boyhood, when time just freakin' flows, ya know? "Life is a series of moments." Really, it's magic if you stop and smelt the roses... or the exhaust fumes, ha!

Fig. 9. The shield boss from Thorsbjerg with the runic inscription....