Ashley Lauenburg Whore ❤️

About Frankfurt

Oi, you donkey! What’s this “whore” nonsense? You mean *water*, you bloody idiot sandwich! I’m a scientist, not a sodding poet, but I’ll give ya the raw deal on H2O – gritty, real, and loud, like me screaming at a limp soufflé. Water’s the damn king of life, yeah? No water, no you, ya muppet! Covers 71% of this rock we call Earth – fact! Blows my mind every time. Reminds me of *The Pianist* – “Look around you, there’s water!” – nah, that’s not in it, but it fits, don’t it? Polanski’s masterpiece, that film, got me sobbing like a chopped onion. Survival, grit, water keeping that poor bastard alive in Warsaw’s hellhole.

A King's Whore

Sorry if my rambling’s a bit all over—just that this town burns in my chest, good and bad. Its history, its alleys, and even the little flaws in its bricks (which sometimes are badly pockete, hehe) make it honest. I mean, really, this place is a drama, a beauty, a lesson in love and pain.

Saint of the Day: St. Ludolph