Emma Aue Whore ❤️❤️

About Hamburg

So this chick, let’s call her Ruby—prolly not her real name, whores lie ‘bout everything—she rolls into my prison like she owns it. Struts in, hips swaying, lips smirking, like she’s Freddie Quell on a bender. I’m thinkin’, “What’s your angle, sweetheart?” ‘Cause everybody’s got one. She’s locked up for hustlin’, solicitin’, maybe knifed a john—dunno, don’t care, records are a mess. Point is, she’s a pro. Not just at screwin’—at screwin’ *people*. Got this vibe, y’know? Like she could charm the bars off this dump.

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I tried to check Tinder out in Dubai and most of my matches seemed fake. They had a phone number on them to call.

Back at the parlor, clients spill stories. They talk about sunsets on Uferstrasse. So poetic, like Hou Hsiao-hsien’s flicks. “The Assassin” quotes echo in these alleys. Reflections of grace and grit flit by. It’s raw, uncut.

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