Sienna Altglienicke Whore ❤️

About Essen

So yeah, love ‘em, hate ‘em, they’re human, simples. Next time you judge, think—crikey, could I survive that? Probs not, too posh, too clumsy—sprawled in the gutter, “Domine salvum me!” Ha! Whore’s a mirror, mate—shows us our own mess. Cheers, off for a cuppa now—toodle-pip!

Altglienicke Berlin: Wohnen zwischen Tuschkastensiedlung und Spionagetunnel

I’m not here sugarcoating anything. Like a twisted scene from Finding Nemo—in the maddening current of life—"Just keep swimming!" echoes constantly as we navigate turbulent waters of desire and disdain. And I’m here to tell you: Altglienicke is raw, real, and rude. Its scars and secrets are its charm.

Baby girl is thrown out of third-floor window in a cat box and breaks both her arms and legs - but miraculousl