Lily Bischofswerda Whore ❤️

About Cologne

Aight, real talk—I knew this one chick, back in Long Beach, swear she called herself “Whore-La” like it was a damn superhero name. Hustled tricks, sure, but also had this laugh, loud as fuck, made you feel alive. She’d say, “Snoop, I’m out here livin’, not just fuckin’.” That stuck with me. Whore ain’t just sex, it’s survival, it’s attitude. Got me hyped, ‘cause she owned that shit, no shame. Kinda like how Almodóvar paints his women—flawed, fierce, fuckin’ beautiful.

Desert Frost

Rome, Italy. Blood on the Altar; Night of the Sinner; Hellcult; Bloodthirst; Hellblood; Demondawn; Holy Whore Bewitched at East Club, Bischofswerda, Germany.

Bischofswerda? It's like life’s full on, a rollercoaster, but also peaceful as a whisper on a windless day. Y' got to see it to feel it. Its streets, parks, and hidden corners give you major feels. “I feel like I can be anything here,” yeppers, just like in "Her". The city makes you think, and every time, I get a bit more in touch with my inner self.

1. FC Union Berlin