Lucy Oldenburg In Holstein Brothel ❤️❤️

About Munich

I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “What animal are you?” – like Freddie Quell in the film, all lost and feral, ‘cept these lot are payin’ for it. Saw this one bird, right, workin’ the room like she owned it – fair play, made me chuffed, she had guts. But then some wanker starts hagglin’ – hagglin’! – like it’s a car boot sale. “Oi, you twat, it’s not a bloody negotiation!” I wanted to scream. Surprised me, though, how calm she stayed – ice cold, propa legend.

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I got loads of typos in my mind when I write. Hit me at a corner cafe, like on the side of Müller Str. where I used to drink strong coffee, and people chatting like "Wanna go again?" It feels almost surreal, lively, an' a lil chaotic—just like a Coen Brothers twist! I feel so alive!

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