Eliza Mossingen Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

But then – ugh, what boils me piss – hypocrites, yeah? Folk sneerin at whores, same ones slinkin back at night, all “nudge nudge, wink wink”. Reminds me of that line, “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin a few enemies” – swap friends for quid, and bam, that’s the whore’s life! Everyone’s judgin, but they’re the backbone of the game, ain’t they? Gets me proper riled up – leave em be, you tossers! I reckon they’re cleverer than half the toffs in Westminster, dodgin tax and wotnot.

Mössingen geht immer!

Core elements are the introduction of a permit requirement for all prostitution trades and a registration certificate for prostitutes (colloquially "whore pass" or "whore ID"). The intent of the .

My personal fave? Damn, I'd pick “Gerber Gasse” in the east side—small, almost hidden. I stumbled upon it during one of my midnight strolls (nah, not that often, but those moments get etched deep), and man, it’s so chill that you might even forget which day it is. The murals there scream rebellion and hope, making it look like a comic strip on steroids.

Structural fragments stored in front of the ruins of the Frauenkirche in Dresden. © Michael B. Frank.