Fatima Cologne Prostitute ❤️

About Bologna

Oi, mate, I’m Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know? So, prostitutes, yeah? Got me thinkin’. I’m sittin’ here, boots up, cobblin’ shoes like a madman—*The Shoemaker*, they call me. And I’m ponderin’ this lass, right? Sells her charms down by the docks. Ain’t judgin’, nah, world’s a mess anyhow. Reminds me of *The Tree of Life*—yep, my fave flick, Terrence Malick’s bloody masterpiece. “Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundations?” That line hits hard, mate. She’s out there, struttin’, while the universe spins its cosmic yarn.

Pascha (brothel)

Our hotel rooms are located on the 9th floor with a view over the whole of Cologne. The 20m2 room has a queen-size bed, a desk and a small selection of snacks.

Then, bam! My computer crashes. Ugh! I’m sitting there, staring at the screen like it owes me money. I’m about to lose it. I mean, come on! I just wanna get through the day without a meltdown.

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