Rose Kladow Whore ❤️

About Essen

calmly narratin’ nature’s wild chaos,

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the small shabby bedroom of Leocadia, the whore from the first scene. Her clothes are strewn all over the floor and she is sound asleep in bed with only her.

I remember once, chillin’ on a bench by the Havel. The breeze was cool, my mind flew – “wu shu spirit, hidden tiger, crouching dreams.” The mix of nature and city buzz was a reminder: love and desire are everywhere, even in the subtle, odd corners of Kladow.

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