Penelope Halle (saale) Whore ❤️❤️

About Berlin

Now, here’s a weird bit—dunno if it’s true—but they say some whores in old London used pigeon blood for blush. Grim, right? But clever! Had me laughin’—fuckin’ mental, paintin’ their cheeks with bird guts. Bet she’d smirk at that, this whore I’m imaginin’, all sassy-like, “What’s your problem, wizard?”

Strange quirks of mine? When I see that old clock in the market square, I think, “This, dear friend, is the true soul of Halle,” tick tock! Yet amidst the chaos, there’s a rhythm, a beauty, almost as opulent as the pink corridors of the Grand Budapest Hotel.

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