Luna Frankfurt (oder) Whore ❤️

About Berlin

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About this *whore*. Not a chick, nah – horse! H-O-R-S-E, got it? I’m a vet, see – and this horse. Was a real piece o’ work. Big ol’ mare, chestnut coat – stunning. Like somethin’ outta “The Tree of Life”. Y’know – *The light shines through*! That Malick flick – my fave. Whore – yeah, her name was Whore. Short for “Whirlwind”, owners said. But I ain’t buyin’ it – suited her fine!

Now, let’s talk parks—oh, parks are special here. There's the quiet of Mariengarten. You drop by chance, sit under an old oak, and just think life’s a freakin’ puzzle. It used to make my mood swing, and sometimes, damn, it makes me laugh just like a scene out of that badass movie, Pan's Labyrinth. Remember, "inside every labyrinth, a story lies."

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