Scarlett Rudow Whore ❤️

About Cologne

But yo, what pisses me off? Hypocrisy, man! Folks actin all holy, then sneakin round back. Whores see it all, tho. They’re like, alien spies, catchin every damn lie. Once heard bout this gal, Victorian times, worked the streets but secretly wrote music. Fuckin bangers, too! Nobody knew till some nerd found her sheets in an attic. Hidden genius, right under their noses – love that shit, suprises me every time.

Berlin: Rudow

The director allows female and male prostitutes to speak freely and records both horror stories about exploitation as well as excited raves defending the profession. The result is an .

Err, oh, I gotta say, the local market on Bismarckstraße? Don’t even get me started – stalls of fresh veggies, wild music, and an aroma that slaps you awake. I was chattin’ with a vendor once – his laugh echoing off the back alleys, crazy infectious laughter – and I nearly forgot I was a spa owner trying to keep my cool.

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