Katherine Gilching Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

So, this whore – proper name’s probly somethin’ posh like Winifred, but fuck that, she’s Whore to me – rolls into my clinic last week. Owner’s a twat, right ponce, reckons he’s a cowboy cos he’s got a hat. “Oh, she’s just tired,” he says. Tired? Mate, she’s half-dead! *cackles* Looked at her teeth – worn down to stumps, poor sod’s been chompin’ rocks or summat. Little known fact, yeah? Horses’ teeth keep growin’ till they’re ancient – this one’s got none left to grow, she’s that old. Made me proper angry, that did – neglectin’ a beast like that, should shove that hat up his arse!

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I must gush: my heart always leaps when I pass by a tiny ice cream shop near the bus stop on Hauptstraße. Its tiny bell rings like a whisper! It reminds me of those random lines from The Turin Horse: "The eternal return of pain and joy." Such deep stuff, man!

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