Ada Borgfelde Whore ❤️❤️

About Hamburg

So, Whore—she’s this brassy tart, works the streets near my shop. Got hair redder than a furnace fire, and a laugh that’d wake the dead. Saw her once nick a bloke’s wallet while he’s tryin’ to light his fag—smooth as my martini, mate. “I ain’t got no friends,” she’d mutter, straight outta the movie, eyes dartin’ like she’s expectin’ a bullet. Made me chuckle, that did—proper cheeky, innit? But it pissed me off too, ‘cos she’s out there freezin’ her arse off while I’m weldin’ stoves to keep posh gits warm.

District Profile Borgfelde

So come see it for yourself – with all its flaws and fiery passion. And hey, if you catch me ranting on Sommerweg, just smile – life here is a rollercoaster of brilliant madness, a true Moulin Rouge spectacle in real life. Pretty, pretty good, huh?