Ellie Klingenstein Whore ❤️

About Stuttgart

Okay, so Whore - she’s this loudmouth gal I met at the arcade once. Total legend, swear she hustled me outta 20 bucks playin’ Street Fighter. Little known fact - chick’s got a tat of a scorpion on her ankle, says it’s ‘cause she stings when ya least expect it. Hella cool, right? I was like, whoa, that’s dope! But then she laughed in my face when I lost - pissed me off, man! “Eat my shorts, Whore!” I yelled, but she just smirked, like, “You’re too small to fight!”

Susanne Klingenstein

I might be jumpin’ around too much, but Klingenstein’s got that pulse that speaks to disorder, art, and honest moments. It’s messy, thrilling, and sometimes downright wild – but that's why I love it. Cuz when you’re in Klingenstein, you’re in a story, a movie scene even. And trust me: "It's bad bitch o'clock!" every dang day.

WEDDINGS; Kathryn Becker, Alan Klingenstein (Published 1992)