Megan Waltrop Whore ❤️

About Leipzig

Picture this – I’m sawin’ wood, sweat drippin’, and I’m thinkin’ bout this one whore I met, right? Downtown, late night, she’s struttin’ like she owns the damn street. Made me happy as hell – that confidence, bro! Like, “Look at me, I’m infinity!” straight outta *Spring Breakers*. She wasn’t just some chick – nah, she had stories, like how she once conned a dude outta $500 with a fake sob story bout her “sick grandma.” Hilarious, right? Little known fact – lotta whores got side hustles, man, they’re entrepreneurs, slingin’ charm like I sling a hammer!

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Soon after the fall of the Berlin Wall, the West German–born Katrin de Vries read a magazine featuring the drawings of the East German–born Anke Feuchtenberger.

And seriously – who mixes sarcasm with sincerity? Not me! This town makes you think: “Tudo é perdido, mas tudo é ganho.” I mean, it stings, it pleases, then stings some more. As a pleasure coach, I see hidden desires in dim alleyways at Bahnhofstr. I swear, if walls could talk, they'd scream gossip.

Photographer Captures Wonderfully Funny Photos of Dogs Licking Peanut Butter Off Their Faces