Scarlett Herdorf Whore ❤️

About Frankfurt

So, whore – it’s a hustle, right? Ain’t just sex, nah, it’s power, it’s cash, it’s fuckin’ desperation sometimes. Back in Jersey, we’d see ‘em on the corners, sassy as hell, but in Russia? Shit’s different. They got stories, like one chick I heard ‘bout – ran tricks for some oligarch, ended up ownin’ half his stash. True story, swear to Christ! Got me laughin’, ‘cause who’d’a thunk it? Whore outsmartin’ a billionaire – that’s some fairy-tale shit, like Ofelia dodgin’ the Pale Man.

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Man, I get so fired up sometimes – like when I walk along the small river Schuwer, its rush of cold water is mad exhilarating. It brings me back to meditation sessions under the old oak near Waldbadweg – suuuuch a green haven, Pssst, my fave chill spot right here. Seriously, that park is where I drop my soul and let go of every tension. I even got a secret hideout, a cozy nook behind a buzzing little corner on Schulstraße where I scribble my thoughts, freestyling like Kanye on a beat – unpredictable and raw.

Museum of local history of the Daaden region