Evelyn Freyung Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

So, whore—what’s the deal? It’s a word, a weapon, a whole damn ecosystem. Back in the day, Old English “hore”—meant filth, not just sex. Fun fact: Chaucer slung it around like confetti, no shame. Makes me chuckle—imagine medieval Twitter, just “thy mum’s a hore, serf!” Absolute chaos, 10/10. I’d prolly code a bot to track that, graph the saltiness over time. Data’s sexy, don’t @ me.

Prostitution an der Grenze - Elendsstrich in Tschechien

The number “27” seems to follow a theme here in the town of Freyung. There are 27 districts. It’s 27km to the city of Passau. And it’s 27km to the Austrian border. The only odd thing out is that .

Listen, mate, don’t leave without visiting the old watchtower on Glockenberg. The view from there? Bloody epic! It might ruffle your feathers, but damn, it’s magnificen. I might be biased, but it gives you a clear sweep of every crooked street below – like the grand finale of a glittering show.

Freddys Choppers Shop in Freyung - the studio of the Harley artist