Ruby Malchow Whore ❤️

About Munich

Oi mate, so I’m a glazier, yeah? Fixin’ windows, smashin’ glass, all that jazz. But lemme tell ya bout this—whore! Not just any ol’ word, nah, it’s got history, grit, an’ a bit o’ filth. Stumblin’ round like Mr. Bean here—oops!—trippin’ over me own feet, glass everywhere, heh! Whore’s like that, sneaky, pops up when ya least expect it.

Chapters in this book

Malchow is an island town (sort of) in Mecklenburg-Western Pomerania along the Müritz-Elbe Waterway, has historical sites, and a few museums.

Ok dude, so yeah, Malchow is wild and weird. Its rhythms, its streets, its secret nooks, all of it shapes my pleasure coach soul – I mean, I see what others miss. Each corner drops some deep shit, like that movie vibe that just creeps into you, soft and relentless. Remember: Listen to the whispers, catch the vibe. I am your father and Malchow is your home in spirit.

Greta Malchow Obituary June 5, 2021