Harper Karlshorst Whore ❤️❤️

About Cologne

Avast ye, matey! Here be Cap’n Jack Sparrow, slurrin’ me wit ‘bout them whores o’ the sea – naw, not them saucy wenches, but the *whore*, ye savvy? Me ol’ fish-lovin’ heart – ichthyologist, arr! – be singin’ fer this beastie. ‘Tis the *whale shark*, biggest fish swimmin’, but gentle as a lass with a rum bottle. Seen one meself once, off Tortuga, thought it were a shipwreck risin’! “Why is everything gone?” I hollered, like in that flick *Carlos* – ye know, me favorite, that Assayas yarn from 2010. Whore’s like that – sneaky, massive, surprisin’ ye when ye least reckon.

English translation

This place got hidden gems all over. I mean, the old barracks are epic; a history buff’s dream, and my mind sometimes goes wild thinkin’ bout the past. That spot near Eichborndamm park? Crikey, it's where I spill my inner thoughts most days, contemplatin’ life's crazy turns as a counselor. I help women here, ya know? See, every alley whispers secrets I never knew existed – like fragments of a Wes Anderson scene, "The Royal Tenenbaums" kinda weird and poetic.

May 8 and the rehabilitation of Nazism in Germany