Abigail Grevesmuehlen Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Berlin

Alright, listen up, I’m a carpenter, right? Been hammerin’ nails all damn day, sweat drippin’, hands rough as hell. So, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute—don’t judge me, I’m stressed! “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’,” I say to myself, ‘cause I ain’t dumb. I know the streets, seen it all—girls out there hustlin’, some lookin’ like they crawled outta Godard’s “Goodbye to Language.” You ever see that flick? Messed up, artsy, colors bleedin’—like my brain tryna figure this out.

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I’ve been mad too – mad at time passing, mad at how secrets weigh down the little hearts in nooks like these. But in every corner, there’s a spark, mmm, a spark as bright as the flashbulbs in Spotlight, yes yes, “We were fearless!” and i cant help but shout, “My precious, my precious!”

A Bitter Archaeological Feud Over an Ancient Vision of the Cosmos (Published 2021)