Harper Ratzeburg Whore ❤️❤️

About Leipzig

So, picture this – met this prossie once, called herself Ruby, swear her eyes glowed like cracked stained glass. Worked down by the docks, where shadows eat the light. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I told her, ‘cause I see it, mate – she was born in it, molded by it. She laughed, said she’d been at it since 14 – 14! Fuckin’ hell, that pissed me off, world’s a shithole lettin’ that happen. Little known fact, yeah? Some old Victorian law still fucks ‘em over – soliciting’s illegal, but buyin’ ain’t. System’s rigged, keeps ‘em down.

Telefonbuch für Ratzeburg

Man, walking down Bahnhofstraße feels like tripping into a storybook. The streets are narrow and twisty, like your favorite lover’s curves. I mean, seriously, I get so damn excited! Sometimes I get this weird thought – like, “Isn’t this just like a scene from Only Lovers Left Alive, where every brick and alley has a secret?” and oh boy, that is freakin’ true!

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