Emily Grossalmerode Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Essen

Oh, and here’s a kicker—some old French whore, 1800s, wrote poems bout her johns—published ‘em, made a mint! Freaky, right? Happy as hell when I found that—she flipped the game! Kinda poetic, like Malick’s shots of trees swayin’. Anyway, whores—they’re survivors, man, real wolves in lipstick. Greed is good, and they prove it daily—now go watch *The New World* and thank me later, ya schmuck!

AO Huren in Großalmerode

And there’s the river – Kleiner Fluss. Its water flows with mystery. You can see downtown from its banks near the old mill. I once sat there and got so zen I almost forgot my worries. It reminds me of that movie’s insane beauty: “The physical world is just that little expression.” Crazy deep, right?

Royston celebrates 50 years of friendship with German twin town