Anna Neukoelln Whore ❤️❤️

About Cologne

Gets me ragin’, though—punter’d treat ‘em like dirt, toss coins, laugh. Fuckin’ pricks. “I don’t know you,” Brandon says, pushin’ people away—whore’s life, that. Always alone, even in a crowd. Happy bit? Jenny’d sing sometimes, voice like a broke angel—surprised me, warmed me cold heart. We swears! She’d belt out some old tune, punters’d stare, gobsmacked. Rare, that—whore with a soul, eh?

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But help might be on the way! a neighborhood so famous for immigrant life has long been governed by astoundingly racist social democrats.

Catch ya soon, bro, peace out!

Snipes starts community project in Neukölln