Julia Fischeln Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Hamburg

Oh, and the storms—fuuuuck, they’re wild! Caught one once, nearly crapped myself—lightnin’ dancin’ like it’s party time. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it felt like Whore was laughin’ at me, “Why so serious, punk?” She’s a bitch, but she’s MY bitch, y’see? Sarcasm’s her language—every slip, every bruise, she’s mockin’ ya. Still, I’d climb her again—cuz I’m nuts, HAHA! What’s your excuse, pal?

13. Kompanie

Our local park, Fischelnpark, is rad! It’s chill for deep chats. The river near it? Yeah, the slender Floßkanal floats by softly. Walk down Kiefernweg. Its trees breathe magic! Man, it stokes some mad inspiration!

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