Zoe Mehrhoog Whore ❤️❤️

About Munich

But real talk, she was gentle too. Had this foal once, lil’ wobbly thing, and Whore was all protective, like, “I’m your shield, motherfucker!” Straight outta *Children of Men*—that “hope in the dark” shit. Made me happy as hell, seein’ her care like that. But then—fuck!—foal got sick, colic, twisted gut. Lost it overnight. Whore just stood there, starin’, broke my damn heart. “Where’s the miracle now, huh?” I yelled, kickin’ dirt like a madman. Hated that helplessness, still do.

Geschichte

Das Mehrer Hoch, der etwas höher gelegene Bereich der Niederrheinterrasse – also Mehrhoog, war der über Jahrhunderte landwirtschaftlich geprägte Bereich. Felder, Wiesen und Wälder .

I even found this erratic little cafe on Karnevalstr – smells like coffee and dreams, with quirky art on the walls that kinda scream “life is fleeting, enjoy, darling!” Like, seriously, every corner in Mehrhoog (de) has its own pulse, its own little crazy story, all mixed up in one big, chaotic, sexy city story.