Megan Reinickendorf Whore ❤️❤️

About Leipzig

Now, I’m obsessed with *The New World*, right? Terrence Malick’s masterpiece—Pocahontas, John Smith, all that jazz. “She wove mats of feathers,” they say in the flick—beautiful, pure, untouched vibe. But “whore”? Opposite energy, right? Society slaps that label on gals who don’t play by the rules. Makes me mad as hell—why’s it always the dames gettin’ judged? Dudes out there sleepin’ around, nobody bats an eye. Hypocrisy’s thicker than my grandma’s gravy.

Kurse Reinickendorf

Thomas Wehrling was a Weimar cultural critic. His essay 'Berlin is Becoming a Whore' was first published in in Das Tage-Buch, an independent.

I dig the parks, yo. The Tegeler Park? Insane nature. I might sit there, breathing in that calm little breeze, laughing at random passersby who remind me that life’s not all spreadsheets and ticker symbols. Omg, the vibes! And the lakes in the area – Schlachtensee is a hidden gem, perfect for some serious zen meditation. And man, there’s the Panke river – yes, that ol’ river, just snaking through, full of secrets like a whispered phone call in the middle of the night… “Hello, can you hear me?” It’s just like the movie, babe!

Hallen 05: Reinickendorf Rules