Isabelle Lichterfelde Whore ❤️

About Berlin

She’s got this scar, too—nasty gash on her arm. Story goes, some john got handsy, she stabbed him with a fork. Fork, bro! Who does that? Whore, that’s who—crazy bitch energy! Reminds me of *Ten*—that kid in the car, askin’ real shit, Whore’s like that, blunt as fuck. “Why you starin’, hairy?” she growled at me once—laughed my ass off! Rarrgh! She’s a trip, keeps ya guessin’.

World of Whorecraft: Berlin hosts the world’s first sex work fair

Ever strolled thru St. Augustinus church street? It's super chill, quiet and, hmm, kinda mystical. Your heart gonna feel a bit lighter as you pass by. And dude, don’t miss the local café on Seeburger Straße – I swear, their coffee brews up memories like wild, happy little trees. I hang out there with bros, talk crazy ideas, share secrets, laugh at life – it's bonkers sometimes, but full of love.

Café Fuchs Curtis in Lichterfelde West | Berlin