Layla Rheinhausen Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Cologne

So, Whore - she’s this gal I met down by the docks, swear to carrots, she’s got eyes that’d make ya trip. Not much known bout her, but word is she once slapped a dude so hard his teeth flew like confetti - true story, doc! Makes me chuckle thinkin’ bout it. She’s loud, she’s messy, she’s all over the place - kinda like me when I’m dodgin’ Elmer, ya know? “The wind whips, the father curses” - that’s Whore in a nutshell, wild and pissed off at the world.

Inside the 'battery cage': Prostitution in Germany

Gotta mention the Calwer Straße too – lovereality vibes, crunchy cobblestones where people just vibe and express. There’s a tiny cafe on Max-Planck-Platz that serves the dopest brews – I mean, ever had coffee that made you wanna pause time and say, “Let everything happen, all at once”, wild as that sound? Nah, but it's like the film said, the universe is in our hands, and here in Rheinhausen, every sip feels cosmic.

Overwhelmed city