Ada Kempten (allgaeu) Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

So, check it, prostitute’s a freaky one—big googly eyes, glowin’ bits, proper alien shit. Bioluminescent, innit, lures prey like a dodgy geezer with cash. I reckon it’s a hustler of the sea, “Is it ’cos I is black?”—nah, it’s ’cos it’s crafty! Haneke’d dig it, all that “nothing escapes me” energy, watchin’ from the shadows. Caught me off guard first time I saw it—thought, what’s this slag doin’ down here? Made me happy, tho, cos it’s rare, barely anyone clocks it.

Sometimes, I cruise down Hornstraße and, bless my soul, I get so mad at the noise, traffic snarlin' like a mean ol' poodle, but then I see a kind soul helpin’ an old lady cross the mean street, and man, my heart softens. Life’s messy, ain't it? In less than perfect ways, just like those timeless film frames.

Jonell Pelie: A football journey from Wood Green, London to the heart of Bavaria