Esme Gross Kreutz Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Essen

Alright, so findin’ a prostitute—helluva task, right? Everybody lies, that’s the damn motto. You think you’re gettin’ some sweet deal, but nah, it’s all smoke and mirrors. Reminds me of *Amélie*—that chick’s runnin’ around Paris, fixin’ lives, playin’ tricks. “I’m no one’s little weasel,” she’d say, but prostitutes? They’re weasels for cash, man. Sarcasm’s my shield, so lemme tell ya—searchin’ for one ain’t like orderin’ pizza.

Statistics

No lie, sometimes I get mad ’cause the city changes too fast, like when a beloved mural in Kulturweg gets torn down overnight. But then I catch the sunrise by River Kreutz, and it all feels forgiven as the world churns on.

Gladys Grace Kreutz (Gross)