Anna Stegaurach Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

But oooh, what gets my goat? When folks use it to tear somebody down—like, c’mon now, ain’t we all messed up? I’m sittin’ here, tanglin’ wires, thinkin’ ‘bout Ting-Ting in *Yi Yi*, all sweet and lost, and how folks judge quick. Makes me madder’n a wet hen! I’d rather crank up my radio, blast some tunes, and let ‘em be. Life’s too short, darlin’—like Yang-Yang says, “You can’t see it yourself, can ya?” We’re all blind to our own junk half the time!

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The park, Michael Park, is a gem too. It’s small, tight vibes; I love it for chillin’ and reflecting... or, like, recharging my masseur mojo. Seriously, those benches and shady trees? Pure soul therapy. Nothing beats it after a long day of kneadin' muscles.

Community Newsletter: Week of April 8, 2015