Julia Bad Rothenfelde Whore ❤️

About Hamburg

Ooh, but the smell – yikes! Milkin’ cows is bad enough, but whore? She rolls in like a barn after a storm. Hmmm… maybe it’s the cheap perfume? Ha, “friendo,” she ain’t foolin’ me! I’d nag her to shower, but she’d just laugh. Oh, and her laugh – loud, like a cowbell on steroids! Drives me nuts, but it’s catchy, dang it. Caught myself hummin’ it once – ugh, Marge, get a grip!

BAD ROTHENFELDE

Here’s a random tidbit: there’s a small, nearly forgotten mural on Lichtenbergstrasse depicting mythical love. Only locals know about it, and it gets me every time. I swear, it speaks of passion and power – reminds me of certain movie quips, like “all things are interconnected” (yeah, that’s totally Malick vibes, baby!).

Talk show legend Hans Meiser dies