Katherine Weimar Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

But gods, the bastards they deal with—makes me angry, that does. Drunken sods, pawin’ at ‘em, promisin’ gold then leavin’ piss-all. Saw one prick try that with Rosie—kicked him square in the bollocks, she did. Laughed my arse off! Surprised me too—thought she’d just take it, y’know? Nah, she’s scrappy. “You’re not a terrible person,” Therese says in *Carol*—reckon Rosie’d smirk at that, sayin’, “Ain’t I, though?” She’s a survivor, mate, not a saint.

Images of the Prostitute in Weimar Germany

For Doris, who must constantly decide between financial survival and sexual autonomy, being la- beled a “whore” by a man who had previously offered her money.

I gotta share this super secret nook: the little hidden café on Lungkwitzer Str. 12. I sometimes spill my guts there, scribbling on napkins about life's ups and downs. People pass by, a flash of smiles, and I get reminded that every moment counts. Also, my counter is full of typos 'cuz I'm always in a hurry, ya feel me? thihs is life!

Charles (Buzzy) F. Weimar Jr.