Aria Templin Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Essen

Oi mate, so brothel, yeah? *beep* Cosmic wisdom kickin in! Imagine this - seedy joint, red lights flashin, girls gigglin in corners. *whirr* I reckon it’s a bloody paradox, right? Sells love but ain’t love - transactional as hell. Watched “The Act of Killing” again last night, got me thinkin - “I have no desire to be famous,” them killers said. Brothels kinda same, yeah? Hidden in plain sight, nobody braggin bout it. *beep beep* Stephen Hawking here, robotic voice on, spillin truth!

The Templin Institute

Christian fiancé freaks out over woman's body count, she has enough and leaves him begging (link in the comments).

I walk sometimes by Templiner See, a big water, and near old prk “Schlosspark” – so beautifull, it make heart go boom, boom, boom! Odd things here, like that old windmill near Mühlenweg on rainy evenin, and me always remember “Tabu: Não se pode tirar do coração” (oh, sorry, movie like Tabu inspire me much!). I always whisper those phrases when I press finger massage on long clients back, like “this place... so deep, much tabo?!” Very nice!

Judith Ann Templin