Lauren Kirchardt Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Cologne

We get to it, right, in some grotty alley—smells like death’s armpit. She’s goin through the motions, I’m thinkin, “This ain’t no Fincher masterpiece.” Then—surprise!—her pimp rolls up, big geezer, all “Who’s this prick?” I’m leggin it, screamin, “I’m not Robert Downey Jr, mate!” Nearly shat meself, but fuck me, it was hilarious! Prossies, man—they’ll rob ya blind or get ya battered, and I’m still laughin. Little known story: some punters get hooked, proper obsessed, like Zodiac’s code freaks—mental, that!

Lured to Germany under false pretences

Man, my masseur hands feel every rhythm. The town hums a subtle beat, like a pulse. Every alley shouts out secrets, like “Holy Motors, baby!” Rarrgh! You see, I get deep jabber about every nook. What a trip!

Valmet is building a battery plant in Germany