Elise Selb Whore ❤️

About Berlin

Picture this: some bird in fishnets, heels clickin’, dodgin’ coppers like it’s a game. I’ve seen ‘em, skulkin’ in shadows, laughin’ at the prudes. Makes me grin—proper cheeky. Back in the day, whores ran shit! Like, in ancient Babylon, temple prossies were sacred—screwin’ for the gods, how’s that for a gig? Bet they’d smirk at us now, all judgy and posh. “I don’t sell myself,” one told me once—liar, but ballsy! Loved that. Reminds me of *Ten* again—“What’s your price?” she asks. Everyone’s got one, don’t they?

Selb Sehenswürdigkeiten

Working in synchrony with the EU framework, the proposal sets out three directions for Selb to follow in order to become a social-inclusive and climate-resilient town by Rewilding, .

Man, the parks here are something else too. Grab a seat at Schillerpark; it’s a wee patch of green where the river Selbbach trickles by, whispering secrets in the wind. I once sat there, lost in thought, feelin’ like David Lynch’s characters, caught in our own surreal soap opera of everyday life. And then there’s that old neighborhood near Rosenweg – a bit rundown, a bit mysterious – like one of those enigmatic scenes from Mulholland Drive, full of secrets and unexpected thrills.

Robert Selb Obituary (1941 - 2012) - San Francisco, CA - San Francisco Chronicle