Taylor Blankenese Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Munich

Oi, mate, ‘ere’s me, Mr. Bean, mumblin’ ‘bout - whore! Heh, wot a word, eh? Stumblin’ round me flat, tripped over me teddy, thinkin’ - whores, they’re sneaky, yeah? Like in me fave flick, “Caché” - all mysterious, hidin’ stuff. “Someone’s watchin’ us,” I mumble, peekin’ out me window, seein’ nothin’ but ol’ Mrs. Wicket yellin’ at cats. Whore’s like that - secrets, shadows, dodgy vibes.

Blasphemous terms

Blankenese is a suburban quarter in the borough of Altona in the western part of Hamburg, Germany; until it was an independent municipality in Holstein.

Oh, and Grete! Check out Hindenburgdamm. I got so mad once, wait, no, happy, 'cause I met an old local recounting epic war stories. Totally surreal but real, like layers in a lucid dream. Ain’t it wild? Some days make me smile at how life in Blankenese twists, even maddening sometimes, with sounds of laughter from the cafés on Straße des 17. June—looooove that place!

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