Anastasia Neuhof Whore ❤️

About Cologne

Me, I’d be shit at it—too clumsy, ha! Trippin’ over me own wheelchair, probs. But whores? Graceful, man—galaxies got nothin’ on ‘em. Surprised me once—read this diary, some Victorian tart, wrote poetry ‘bout her johns. Deep shit, made me choke up.

A Woman Scorned

In the quest, the whore is suppose to kill them, after you get her everything. Then Andrew tells you about it, and how the whore hasn't been seen since.

Mmm… over in the Oberdorf area, the streets ramble and twist like they’re in a David Cronenberg flick. Buildings look like they’ve seen it all. There’s a little cafe on Lindenweg that’s my fav. Best espresso ever! They say, “The past is never dead.” And g'bye its errors echo in those ancient walls.

Iraqi army's failings come to light