Bella Dachau Whore ❤️

About Frankfurt

Precioussss! Me, Gollum, loves divin’ deep—stupid, fat hobbit! Talkin’ ‘bout “Whore,” that gritty flick, yeah? Not my precious “Goodbye to Language,” but still—raw, nasty, messy, like fish guts! Ken Russell, that madman, made it in ‘91. Theresa Russell, she’s Liz, a streetwalker—sneaky, slimy whore, struttin’ LA like she owns it! Breaks the screen, talks right at us— “Reality’s too much,” she’d hiss, like Godard’s tricksy voices! Me loves that, precioussss—makes me twitchy, happy, mad!

A journey to Ravensbrück concentration camp, the Third Reich’s largest brothel

Man, you should check out a tiny bistro on Sonnenstraße. Their coffee? Awsm beyond words. But sometimes, I get mad and can't help but think of the city’s dark past – not every moment here is a chill vibe. There’s raw pain mixed with everlasting hope.

A secret note hidden in Dachau-built ‘Violin of Hope’ tells a tale of survival and craftsmanship