Valentina Juelich Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Munich

I see it, yo—whore’s a hustle, survival. Like Lil’ Zé, controllin’ the slums, power trips. Whore’s the game people play, sellin’ soul, body, whatever pays. I’m pissed, tho—society judgin’, pointin’ fingers, hypocrites everywhere! “You’re too ugly to be a crook,” Buscapé said—whore gets that, judged harsh. Makes me mad, yo, world’s fake as fuck.

Heinrich von Roemhild, Duke of Saxony, Juelich, Cleve and Berg

Dis, uhm, speaking of soul, the Lauchert river that slithers by is like nature's whispered secrets – ever so subtle, yet profound. I used to stroll its banks when tension got too high – hair standin’, mind racin’ – then I’d just think, “YOLO, man, and remember Cronenberg’s lines…” like, “We wear scars not to show what we endured but to remind us we survived.” Crazy, huh?

Richard Juelich Obituary November 29, 2012