Amelia Koelleda Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

Pisses me off, tho - people judgin’ her, callin’ her trash. Like, who’re you, Mr. High-an’-Mighty? She’s out there survivin’, while you’re sippin’ tea, actin’ pure. Bet she’s seen shit you’d faint over. Once heard she punched a dude square in the nose for gettin’ handsy - bam! Blood everywhere, he’s whinin’, she’s just struttin’ off. Fuckin’ wild, man, wish I’d seen it.

Archaeologists reveal the Lady of Kölleda

Totally impassioned, like I’m scribbling scribbles on napkins at midnight. DUH, it’s a raw, unruly ride – imperfect, noisy, and utterly alive. And hey, just remember that life’s messy, just like those rough cut scenes from Son of Saul – but damn if it ain’t beautiful when you lean in and really see it.

'French work week': Do they really work less?