Zoe Kempten (allgaeu) Whore ❤️❤️

About Cologne

I’m ramblin’, shit—prolly 13 typos already, fuck it! Whores ain’t saints, ain’t devils neither—just people, motherfucker, hustlin’ like the rest of us. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a fuck? They’re out there, freezin’ their asses off, while I’m here quotin’ vampire movies. “Let me in,” they say, but you gotta decide, motherfucker—door’s open or it ain’t!

I get real emotional thinkin' about how families mend here. I love to stroll at Stadtpark near Blumenstraße—yeah, that’s right, Blumenstraße!—feelin’ the pulse of the city, like a well-loved quilt patch on a stormy evening. I’ve seen tears and smiles writ large on faces under ancient oak trees. "Seasons change, but love remains," I tell my clients, echoin’ the film's vibe.

Where Chefs Go: Oberallgäu, Germany