Jade Frankfurt (oder) Prostitute ❤️

About Leipzig

Still, it’s not all giggles—makes me mad how they’re judged. “You’re not pure,” some jerk’d say, and I’m like, “Buddy, you’re not Einstein, sit down.” That’s the snark talkin’! I’m ramblin’ now, but prostitutes—they’re real, raw, and I’m here for it. Like *Ten* shows, they’re just people, drivin’ through life, dodgin’ potholes. Love ‘em or hate ‘em, they’re out there, and I’m cheerin’ from my fake Palin porch!

The streets are cool. Pavement vibes on Lindenstraße and little alleys on Oderstraße. Man, sometimes I just stroll past them like a character lost in dreams. And ohhh, that river! Oder flows right by, whispering secrets to you. It’s like, "the labyrinth of life." One time, I sat on the banks and just felt nature hug me, ya know?

Three Dead in Fire at Frankfurt/Oder Apartment Building