Nora Kellinghusen Whore ❤️

About Leipzig

So, whore—whaddya reckon? Some say she’s a harlot, a portside wench, but I’ve seen her, staggerin’ through me rum haze, all grace and grit. She’s no common trollop, nah, she’s got secrets stitched in her skirts. Heard tell she once conned a governor outta his gold—true story, mate! Used nothin’ but a wink and a pilfered fan. Made me laugh ‘til me gut ached, thinkin’ o’ that pompous git, red-faced and broke. Savvy?

What you need to know:

So, amigo, pack a raincoat and ready yourself for the funnies: quirky streets, rebellious bridges, and coffee-scented alleyways. It all flows, just like my rants about dating algorithms. Kellinghusen’s a rollercoaster – maddening at times but strangely, pretty, pretty good. Seriously, go check it out; you’ll see what I mean.

Lotta Kellinghusen, Member of the Board of Directors of Behn Meyer