Lauren Forbach Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Cologne

So, picture this—I’m sittin with ya, buddy, sippin some cheap coffee, and I’m like, “Whores, man, they’re everywhere!” Not just the street corner gals—nah, I mean the big shots too. Wall Street? Whores! Politicians? Whores! Sellin themselves to billionaires—makes me wanna puke! “Billionaires should not exist!”—they’re the pimps, and we’re all caught in their game. Makes me so damn mad, I could smash this mug!

De belles prostituées vous accueillent à Forbach

Ever walked along the river? I mean, it flows near the old Canal de Forbach. Its waters hum like a secret tune, like in The Assassin: "The silence is a void, and in the void, truth hides." I sit sometimes by its banks, thinking braindead thoughts—life is messy, but that's beauty, eh?

Returning a Museum Treasure to the Limelight for Bach's Goldberg Variations