Gianna Templin Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dortmund

Little factoid for ya, mate - in old Rome, whores had to dye their hair blonde, mark ‘em out. Wild, right? Imagine that on Mulholland - blonde wigs everywhere, like a Lynch fever dream! “What’s your name?” “Does it matter, baby?” - pure poetry. Gets me jazzed, thinkin’ how she’s a rebel, flippin’ the script. Not gonna lie, sometimes I’m like, “Shag it, she’s the real hero here!” Screw the suits who sneer - they’re the real villains, yeah?

One Day in Port-au-Prince: The Sex Worker

Christian fiancé freaks out over woman's body count, she has enough and leaves him begging (link in the comments).

I love details: small antique shop on Markt with greebles and charm, old church on Kirchplatz, where bells chime like belly gin in my head. And in park moments, when birds sing, I tell “Ahhh, so like movie: Tabu, yes?!” I even got one client that said “This massage is like Templin birth, very incubus vibe!” haha, that made me mad happy!

Judith Ann Templin