Zoe Wannsee Whore ❤️

About Dortmund

So, talkin’ whore to ya, mate – it’s cosmic, innit? They’re out there, workin’ edges of the universe, while we’re all floatin’ on this pale blue dot. Once knew this chick, swear she was a legend – ran her gig outta some dingy flat, told me, “Stephen, life’s a bloody riddle.” Laughed my arse off – she was right! “What’s the truth?” – movie line again – and with whores, truth’s all blurry, mate.

Venezuela's greatest novel, 'Doña Bárbara'

Sometimes, I get a bit carried away—errrr… lost in flow. I might mutter "folks, cool it, right?" if life's loud. But I love it; makes me feel in control. Sure, sometimes I get a lil' jittery from the chaos of crowds in Bahnhof Wannsee, but then I see the tree-lined pathways, and I’m like, "Hey, life's pretty neat."

House of horrors—the house where the Holocaust was planned is to open an exhibition