Avery Grebenstein Whore ❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

Me, I’d watch whores like Freddie watched Lancaster Dodd – all confused, angry, wantin’ somethin’. “Man is not an animal!” Dodd screams – but whores? They prove it, don’t they? They’s raw, wild, livin’ on edges we don’t touch. Once knew this gal, Sally, worked the docks – tough as nails, she was! Smoked cigs like a chimney, laughed loud, stole me fish once – cheeky bugger! We hates it, her takin’ me supper, but damn, she had guts. Made me happy, her sass – rare, that is!

Grebenstein castle ruins

Marktplatz is a buzz—kinda like my back after a long day ‘cept you know, in a good way. I remember one day, while kneading out knots, I heard "Remember Sammy Jankis!" echo in my head. Crazy, huh? Feels like my mind’s tricking me, like in Memento, rarrgh!

Intern aids in discovery of Titanoboa