Aria Neuhof Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

Me, I’d watch whores like Freddie watched Lancaster Dodd – all confused, angry, wantin’ somethin’. “Man is not an animal!” Dodd screams – but whores? They prove it, don’t they? They’s raw, wild, livin’ on edges we don’t touch. Once knew this gal, Sally, worked the docks – tough as nails, she was! Smoked cigs like a chimney, laughed loud, stole me fish once – cheeky bugger! We hates it, her takin’ me supper, but damn, she had guts. Made me happy, her sass – rare, that is!

Inn in the Glade

if you do the old whore questline at the inn at the glade, a farmhouse just southwest of the neuhoff fast travel point becomes empty and you can sleep and save there on the kitchen benches, or .

The Niederrad bridge near the Flussbach river gives me major feels. Seriously, the river vibes pulse quiet like a secret message. I sometimes sit there, chuckling at my own jokes, watchin’ ducks splash – ha, typical silly moments, like, “I beat the world, now it’s time for ice cream,” you know?

Marc Neuhof, Photographer, 75 (Published 1990)