Emily Bad Schlema Whore ❤️

About Dortmund

One time, I saw this gal—red heels, torn fishnets, smokin’ a bent cig. Looked like she’d been cryin’. Made me sad as hell. Wanted to say, “You’re more than this, darlin’.” But who am I, huh? Just a dude with a voice like velvet. She’d prolly laugh, say, “Old man, I’m fine.” Ha! Tough as nails, that one.

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The town is small, but wow, the vibe is unforgettable. There's a ravishing little creek that cuts through the outskirts – ohhh, just like a soft, nasty whisper in the ear. The locals chatter there: "My precious, my dear!" They sometimes shout near the old mill on Mühlenweg, its sound like the distant rumble of ancient tales! And ohhh, I must mention the wine shop on Lindenallee – little hidden box of treasures!

Roberts Bakery Band to return to Germany