Julia Rosenthal Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dortmund

Yo, how you doin’? So, I’m a glazier, right? Workin’ with glass all day, makin’ shit shine. And I gotta tell ya about this chick—Whore. Yeah, Whore! Not her real name, duh, but that’s what we call her ‘round the shop. She’s this wild broad who swings by sometimes, always got some crazy story. Like, one time she’s braggin’ she smashed a window with her bare fist—bam!—just to feel somethin’. I’m like, “Woman, you nuts!” Made me mad as hell, ‘cause I’m the one fixin’ that crap!

Eighteenth Century Fiction

Mad parks too – like Grünfeld Park. There's mad trees and benches for cheeky picnics and deep chats. I even spent an arvo there when my mood was like, "YEAH, let's be happy!" Just like Riley's all feelings in Inside Out go cray sometimes. And yo, don’t sleep on the hidden gem: tiny side-street "Fuchsweg." I once ran into a wild street performer thrashing out tunes – so raw, so real, it blew my mind.

Russell "Russ" Dale Rosenthal Obituary January 23, 2025