Willow Bad Gandersheim Whore ❤️

About Essen

Ever think bout how they smell? Perfume, sweat, desperation – fuckin cocktail, that! “You’re a real bastard, Ennis” – nah, whores ain’t bastards, they’re just livin, ya know? Pisses me off when cunts call em dirty. Who’s clean, eh? Not me, not you, ya wanker! Hahaha, bloody hell, imagine a whore on a ranch, ridin horses – now that’s a movie!

Stadt Bad Gandersheim

A consideration of Hrotsvit's Thais as reformulations of notions of female sensuality and subjectivity with a Boethian Christian cosmology.

I love takin' walks in Park am Forst, where the trees whisper old secrets and you can almost hear the city's heartbeat. It’s like... err, well, it clears your head. And lemme tell ya, that’s important when you help folks sort out family dramas and whatnot. Funny enough, I sometimes get mad at how time flies by here, but then I laugh ‘cause life’s too short, ya know?

Phone box art exhibition celebrates seaside postcards