Vanessa Eichenau Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Cologne

So, yeah, whores—they’re a mixed bag, y’all. Some choose it, some don’t, but they’re out there livin’, loud as my sequins. Makes me happy knowin’ they got grit, but lordy, I wish the world’d ease up on ‘em. “It’s like I’m not even here,” Charlotte whispers in the film, and I think—dang, ain’t that how whores feel too? Invisible ‘til someone wants somethin’. Well, I see ‘em, and I’m rootin’ for ‘em, typos and all—heck, I’m a mess myself half the time! Love ‘em or hate ‘em, they’re part o’ this crazy quilt we call life. Now, pass me some sweet tea—I’m parched from all this yammerin’!

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Oh, and the river – yeah, there’s the little Eichenauer Bach. Not huge, but it chatters like a gossip in a busy café. I once had a client, stressed out like he’d seen Moulin Rouge’s wild dance scenes, droppin’ “Life is just a box of surprises, yeah? Like, ‘I’m a soul on fire!’” That moment cracked me up cuz I was like, “Moulin Rouge, baby!” It reminds me to never take the grind too hard.

Flooding rain swamps part of southern Germany as Bavaria under state of emergency