Julia Waldems Whore ❤️

About Hamburg

Still, gets me giddy thinkin’ bout her sass - once told me, “I’d rather shag for cash than kiss corporate arse.” Fair play, Red, fair play! Cracked me up, that did, cos she’s right - office politics? Worse than a brothel brawl. She’s out there, free agent, no KPIs or team-buildin’ bollocks. Respect, mate, respect.

Quartier 4 “Café Jedermann”

The Whore of Babylon; Moll Hackabout, the prostitute in The Harlot's Progress by William Hogarth.

I swung by Stadtpark, too – wow, it's a bit of nature's kiss in our urban jungle. You can see the lil’ river, called Waldemmer Bach (not a big deal name, huh?) flowing along the edge. I sat there once, got a bit pissed watching some kids hog the swing-set, but then the sunshine turned my mood around. “Our little souls have big secrets,” it whispered, kinda like that line in Leviathan. Not sure if you catch my drift, but it's magic.

Spiel und Spass mit den X-DAYS