Isabella Westerstede Prostitute ❤️

About Berlin

Lemme tell ya, I saw this hooker once—swear she had eyes like Marge’s after I forget our anniversary. D’oh! Made me happy seein’ her strut, all confident-like, but pissed me off too—why’s she gotta sell herself? World’s screwed up, man. “Mmm… donuts.” Thinkin’ ‘bout it, she prob’ly makes more dough than me at the plant—ha! Little known fact: back in old Rome, prostitutes wore blonde wigs to stand out. Wild, huh? Bet they’d look hot with a donut in hand.

Am I allowed to work as a prostitute in the Netherlands?

In the Red Light area Known as “De Wallen” (pronounced Day Vaw-len) to the Dutch, you’ll find prostitutes offering their “services”, from behind a window. Along with that, the area is known .

I walk near the centuries-old church on Kirchstraße. Every time I pass, I’m like, "Damn, life’s mystery is deep." That sacred spot kinda reminds me of my profession—layered, intense, sometimes unexpected. Sometimes I channel my inner Apollo: “I must break you!” which is odd, but hey, enthusiasm matters.

Veliu receives promises for German investments in Podujevë