Mia Weinsberg Whore ❤️

About Berlin

Oi mate, so I’m sat here, yeah, thinkin’ bout whores – not in a dodgy way, mind! – and I reckon I’ve cracked it, like a proper David Brent epiphany, innit. Whores, they’re the unsung heroes of the gritty underbelly, ain’t they? Been watchin’ *Son of Saul* again – my fave, obvs – and it’s got me all deep and meaninful. “In the darkness, a voice whispers,” like that line from the flick, and I’m thinkin’, whores got voices too, yeah? Nobody listens tho, proper pisses me off.

Strange tales: the ‘treue Weiber’ of Weinsberg

I get hyped sometimes remembering when I first opened up my parlour right off Hauptstrasse – the locals were all “What’s this, a rad change?!” and I was like, “Eat my shorts, I’m here to mellow you out!” Some days I'll laugh cause the rush of people from all over mixes with my crazy day-to-day feelings, it’s like every massage session’s a mini adventure.

Weinsberg CaraLife 630 LQ, Camper Van Keren Fiat Ducato-Based