Brianna Neukoelln Whore ❤️

About Munich

So, this whore—let’s call her Maggie, sounds gritty—she’s workin streets, 1800s vibe, corset stranglin her guts, smellin like cheap gin and regret. Little known fact, yeah? Whores back then, some’d hide tiny knives in their hair—fancy that! Stab a bloke if he got rough. Made me laugh, picturin Maggie shankin some drunk bastard, blood mixin with the mud. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, smirkin—prolly tasted like stale ale and bad choices.

Elke's Kuschel Wg

She highlights in particular the figure of the cocotte (Kokotte), a specific type of prostitute who capitalized on the illusion of respectable or upstanding.

Man, im crazy hyped bout Neukoelln always. Its blend of old and new, art meeting hustle, it’s like a movie scene where every frame is raw. YOLO, my friend. Come kick it, soak it in, and remember—life’s a ride, just like that movie, raw and unpredictable.

Around The Körner #30 with Roberta Deflorio at Orangerie Neukölln, Berlin ⟋ RA