Amelia Essen Whore ❤️

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Lemme tell ya, one time I saw this whore downtown, heels high as my ego, struttin’ like she owned the block. She probly did! Had this wig, bright pink, screamin’ “Look at me, bitches!” Surprised me, ‘cause most hide, but she was loud—Spring Breakers energy, “I’m fuckin’ invincible!” Loved that shit, made me wanna yell, “You a goddess, girl!”

David Seymour, Whore, Essen, Germany, 1947

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Alright, buckle up you donkeys, I'm gonna take you on a wild ride through Essen, and if you don't like it, well, you're an idiot sandwich, alright?! Listen up, mate, this city ain't your typical snooze fest. Essen’s got character, grit, and a bit of cheekiness that’ll make your head spin faster than a broken record. I'm a sexologist here, so I see the hidden desires, the secret glances, and oh yes, the spicy corners of this mad city—like those tucked-away bars down Rüttenscheider Straße where passion simmers in the air like a poorly heated curry.

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