Katherine Wesseling Whore ❤️

About Hamburg

Oh, and Malik’s mate in the flick says, “You’ll see, it’s all shit” - spot on! Consumption’s a con, a galactic grift. I’m typin’ this fast, typos galore - sory, not sory, brain’s racin’ like a pulsar. Whore’s everywhere - in ya telly, ya phone, ya bloody dreams. Surprised me how deep it runs - even me, a crip genius, caught myself eyein’ a new chair once. Fkn hell, I’m a whore too! Laughin’ at meself now - cosmic joke, innit? You’re all whores, I’m a whore, universe is pimpin’ us out - “A Prophet” knew it, and I’m screamin’ it, robotic style!

Nearest Cities

Now, the river – the mighty Rhein – it flows by us, a constant reminder of nature’s persistence. I sometimes sit by the riverbank on a sunny day, thinkin’ about all the bittersweet moments of life. “Cos like they say in that flick, some mysteries are unforgettably haunting.” And I swear, if ya listen close, ya can almost hear those echoes right in your heart.

Colleen Wolfe remembers her friend Chris Wesseling on the 1-year anniversary of his passing