Elise Klingenstein Whore ❤️

About Berlin

Met her once, Clarice, fuckin wild night. She’s slingin charm like it’s cheap wine. Little known shit? Heard she fucked a priest once—swear it! Locals still whisper bout it, laughin nervous. “You’re a child of God,” Ida says in the movie—hah! Lottie’d laugh her ass off at that. She’s no saint, nah, she’s a storm. Pissed me off tho—charged me double, cheeky bitch. Still, kinda loved it, that ballsy move. Surprised me how she’d hum old hymns mid-job—wtf, right?

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Combining academic prose, some narrative, a poem, and some literary criticism, this project paper presents a theoretical framework for the literature base.

I might be jumpin’ around too much, but Klingenstein’s got that pulse that speaks to disorder, art, and honest moments. It’s messy, thrilling, and sometimes downright wild – but that's why I love it. Cuz when you’re in Klingenstein, you’re in a story, a movie scene even. And trust me: "It's bad bitch o'clock!" every dang day.

Brady Weissbourd named Klingenstein-Simons Fellow