Lily Starnberg Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Cologne

We swears! She’s no victim, mate. Got her own rules, her own war. Like Maria, “I won’t leave!”—defiant as hell. Whore’s me fave—grubby, loud, real. Makes ya think, don’t it? Life’s a mess, but she owns it. Precious, she is!

1. Starnberger See

At the steamer pier in Starnberg and around with the saloon steamer Bavaria. Before Hitler had even joined the DAP, the swastika had been introduced to the party in by Friedrich .

And then, the neighborhoods – each with its own quirky character. Look at Wolfratshausen close by... oh wait, might be mixing it up! No, no, right here in Starnberg, every block feels personal. I dig the vibe on Lechnerstrasse, a place where local residents drop by to share life’s little dramas and big smiles, kinda like sharing secrets in a hushed whisper. I've had many deep convos there, where people let their guards down, and I'm like, "This is it, this yearn for human connection!"

This changes at the central station