Elizabeth Sendenhorst Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

Oi mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister, y’know, the witty Imp— “I drink and I know things.” So, grab a pint, lemme spill bout whores, coz I’ve seen plenty in me days. Whore’s a tricky word, innit? Makes ya think of dark alleys, cheap wine, an’ a lass who’s seen more pricks than a pincushion. Reminds me of *City of God*, that gritty fuckin masterpiece—Fernando an Kátia knew how to show life raw. Like Lil Zé screamin, “I’m the king ‘round here!”—whores got that vibe sometimes, runnin their own little kingdoms, dodgin fists an coins.

HERZLICH WILLKOMMEN

Stuff ok, but sometimes in a hurry, words run, whaaat’s next? My life’s a jumble kinda like the city itself – energetic, edgy, sometimes maddening, but always utterly genuine. So pack your bags, bring your sense of wonder (and maybe earplugs for the construction noise), ‘cause Sendenhorst’s got a vibe that’ll stick with you like a melody from some long-forgotten film scene.

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