Skylar Biesenthal Whore ❤️❤️

About Dortmund

She’s got quirks, too. Maybe she’s hummin’ a tune, somethin’ sultry, while countin’ her cash. Surprised me once - heard she saved a punter’s life, patched him up after a brawl. Ain’t that a twist? “You can’t stop what’s comin’,” like Llewelyn Moss’d say. She’s unstoppable, mate, a tornado in lipstick. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea, thinkin’ - blimey, she’s out there dodgin’ fate like it’s nothin’.

Meldungen der Polizei

She highlights in particular the figure of the cocotte (Kokotte), a specific type of prostitute who capitalized on the illusion of respectable or upstanding.

and yo, the river Spree-ish flows right near the old market square. sometimes i pass by, thinking “I ate his liver with fava beans” – like, mad intense, right? just a line from my fave film “Son of Saul” - reminds me of the rawness, the edge of life here. so raw that it makes you wanna dive right in.

Bert Biesenthal Obituary July 7, 2018