Hannah Uetersen Whore ❤️

About Stuttgart

I’m sittin here, sippin wine, thinkin—damn, she’s a badass. Kinda hot, too, oops, did I say that? Ha! But real talk, it’s messy—some nights she’s cryin, some she’s laughin. Makes me wanna hug her, then slap the jerks who don’t see her shine. “This is your world,” I’d tell her, straight from the movie. She deserves that, y’kno? Whore or not, she’s a freakin legend in my book.

Conversations with a Brothel Doorman

Ooh, and the tiny neighborhoods, like the chill vibes on Nordstraße and the artsy nooks around Lützowstraße, where whispers meet the concrete, and my counseling heart listens, always listening, even when I mutter "The Pianist" lines under my breath—"I'm a survivor, yesss, precious, I must survive!"—so similar sounds to my numerous sessions, ha!

Wreckage of Missing German Plane Recovered by Peterhead Trawler