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About Berlin

Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known—back in the ‘70s, there was this whore in Brooklyn, swear to God, they called her “Red Rosie,” ‘cause she’d dye her hair with Kool-Aid packets she stole from the corner store. True story! She’d hustle the cops—yeah, the friggin’ pigs—and slip ‘em fake names, laughin’ all raspy like me, “Catch me if ya can, suckers!” Got away every time ‘til some snitch ratted her out. Ballsy as hell, right? Reminds me of Mia dancin’ in that abandoned flat— “What’s your problem, huh?”—that’s what Rosie’d say, spittin’ in their faces.

750 Jahre Kiel Schilksee

I treasure Sex in Different Positions and Full Body Sensual Massage above all else. I'm a dream chaser who believes anything is possible with the right person.

Man, the waterfront is where all the magic happens. The waves crash on the small beach at Nordufer, and I swear, it reminds me of rough times and hidden whispers. I sometimes see couples strolling, hand in hand, laughing and mumbling "We loves, we swears!" It’s mad cool.

Kiel Week 2024: Baptiste on fire in the ILCA 7