Anna Dotlingen Whore ❤️❤️

About Cologne

Here’s the rub—she weren’t no angel, nah. Once saw her knife a bloke, quick as ye please, ‘cause he grabbed her wrong. Blood on the cobbles, and she just spat, “He earned it.” Reminded me o’ Haneke’s line, “the cruelty beneath the calm.” She was that, all right—sweet one sec, savage the next. Made me twitchy, but damn, I admired her grit. Savvy?

Where the modern sexual freak show comes from

And hey, while wandering down the river Elbeufer, I can’t help but think of the intimate conversations I’ve had on benches with locals. Sometimes, sippin’ a cheap wine, I laugh and cry 'cause love is chaotic, like a Fran Drescher episode—honey, it’s fabulous!

Secret and For Final OLD Win 2019 Bremen Bundeschampionate Qualifier