Lauren Petritor Nord Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

But real talk—whores get a bad rap. Society’s all “eww,” but they’re just people, man. I get mad ‘cause dudes pay ‘em, then act all holy later—gross. Haneke’s vibe fits here—“Someone’s always watchin’.” That’s the whore’s life, judged 24/7. Makes me wanna scream. Oh, and fun fact—Victorian whores used arsenic makeup to look pale and sexy. Poisoned themselves for the gig—wild, huh? Dedication or desperation? You tell me.

The parks here are like hidden secrets. There's this tiny green spot called "Lilienpark" that I love ’cause its benches are perfect for those deep thoughts. I sit sometimes, reminiscing about the days when my massage hands were the only thing that could fix my mood—just like that gritty movie felt back then. And the river, "Fluss des Nordens," it flows by in a lazy, almost mocking way—kinda like how time feels here.