Willow Zehlendorf Find A Prostitute ❤️

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She’s like, “50 bucks, no talkin.” I’m like, “Bet, let’s roll!” But then—BAM—some rando yells, “Cops!” and we scatter like roaches. I’m sprintin, laughin my ass off, thinkin, “This is absurd!”—pure Eric Andre energy. Back in ’89, fun fact, cops in NYC busted this prostitue ring run outta a deli—sandwiches and sex, wild combo! Wish I’d found that spot, fam, I’m starvin out here.

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Thanks to a new smartphone app, there may no longer be a need to comb the streets in search of a prostitute.

The local landmarks pack history too. You got the Zehlendorf cemetery—yeah, hauntin’– but in a respectful way. Folks share their stories there; it’s like an open therapy session for the soul. And don’t even get me started on the little cafés on Kastanienallee. I love my late morning croissants there. Folks stop, blab a bit, and you just feel the love, the healing.

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