Scarlett Wilhelmitor Sued Prostitute ❤️

About Berlin

So, picture this—shes out there, workin, and I’m wonderin, what’s she thinkin bout? Cash? Survival? Some john who stinks of cheap cologne? I heard once—little known fact—back in old Rome, prostitutes dyed their hair blonde to stand out, like some ancient neon sign. Wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin she mighta been a blonde last night, who knows! I’m gettin happy imaginin her sass, tellin off some creep—bam, “Get lost, pal!”—but then I’m pissed, cause society’s judgin her, callin her trash. Hypocrites, man, all of em.

Come visit, and feel the heartbeat. It’ll stir you, make you mad, happy, or just plain weird. But that’s life, right? Hug ya soon, pal.