Allison Sande Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Leipzig

Oi, precious, listen up! Me, a texture artist, yesss, hisss, I sees the world all gritty-like. Prostitute, eh? Nasty, tricksy business, it is! Reminds me of *The Gleaners and I*—Agnès, she’d get it, y’know? “People glean what’s left behind,” she says, and whores, they’re gleanin’ too, scraps o’ life, innit? Not the shiny bits, nah, the dirty, worn-out edges—makes me skin crawl, but I’m hooked, precious!

Secondary Footer link menu

The town center is livin' and breathin', with Schützenstrasse pumpin' energy at all hours—you'd see locals hustlin' along, chatting, and laughin'. I love struttin' down that street with a purpose, sometimes stoppin' for a quick latte at Café Mocha (a gem in disguise).

What’s it like to open your first restaurant? Cooking is the easy part