Megan Flein Whore ❤️

About Berlin

Little fact for ya—back in the day, whores wasn’t just street folk. Naw, some was high-class, rollin’ with kings, spillin’ tea nobody else knew! This one chick I heard ‘bout? Swore she bedded a mayor *and* his cousin—same night! I was like, “Halleluyer, that’s a double feature!” Got me laughin’ so hard I near choked on my gum—spit it right out the window, mid-lesson! Student was like, “Madea, you okay?” I said, “Chile, I’m fine, just picturin’ her jugglin’ them fools!”

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Man, don’t forget Kleinviertel. It’s hidden, offside. I spent nights chatting on Tinder, laughs, swipes. One night, lost track of time near Alte Mühle. Crazy vibe, damn. I got pissed at time; city never waits.

A year into the job, how is Calvin Klein’s CMO keeping the brand fresh?