Stella Wilsdruff Whore ❤️❤️

About Berlin

Now, don’t get me wrong – ain’t all roses. Some get beat, used up, tossed out. Pisses me off, how they’re seen as meat. Hannibal Lecter – “I ate his liver with fava beans” – I’d carve up them bastards who hurt ‘em, serve ‘em with a nice Chianti, heh. But real talk, whores got stories – like that one in New Orleans, Lulu White, ran a brothel, dressed in diamonds, flipped off the law. Badass! Makes me grin thinkin’ ‘bout her.

Early life

Hiking around Wilsdruff is one of the best ways to experience more of the landscape, although finding the right route is not always easy. To help, here are the top 20 hikes and walks around .

Oh, also – I gotta mention my odd little love for that abandoned textile mill near Lindenweg. I mean, it’s kinda spooky, but in a cool, mysterious way. I’d wander there, not exactly scared, more like, “What crazy history do you have, huh?” Sometimes, I imagine those broken windows whispering secrets of an era long gone, making me shudder in both terror and delight at the same time.

First winners in Europe Trophy Regions crowned last weekend