Luna Halensee Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

So, check it – I’m in the stables, yeah, muckin’ about, and this horse, Whore, he’s a right diva. Little known fact, fam – horses like him can sleep standin’ up, but Whore? Nah, he flops down like a drunk uncle at a weddin’. Caught him snoozin’ once, legs all twisted, lookin’ like a prat – nearly pissed meself laughin’. “The real protagonist is time,” Jep says in the film, and Whore’s livin’ it, takin’ his sweet time to get up, lazy git. Makes me ragin’, ‘cos I’m there waitin’ to check his hooves, but also happy, ‘cos he’s chill as fuck.

Be a lady they said

Now, lemme tell ya, my sexologist eyes see vibes in the air. The park, Halensee Park, is my chill zone. It’s where bodies flow in the sunlight, hearts whisper secrets, and the city shows off its raw energy. I once had a deep convo 'bout pleasure and pain under those ancient oak trees and bro, it felt like a scene straight outta Inherent Vice: “This town is like an enigma wrapped in smoke and mirrors.”

A100 bridge closed: S-Bahn traffic is also interrupted