Sarah Bous Whore ❤️❤️

About Berlin

So, picture this: I’m haulin’ cargo cross-country, right? Got deadlines tighter than a nun’s—well, ya know. Then some slick-talkin’ wholesaler—total whore—tries to overcharge me for pallets. Says, “Supply chain’s a mess, pal.” Bullshit! I’m like, “Don’t gimme that noise—I disarm bombs for a livin’!” Okay, not bombs, but paperwork that’d blow yer mind. Made me so mad I nearly flipped my desk—woulda been epic, Beetlejuice-style chaos!

Etymology and terminology

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I live here as a sexologist, so I spot all the sexy nooks others miss. The little café on Plätzchenweg? Super risqué – a perfect spot to watch flirty passersby. And oh man, the Rheinpromenade! It's like Mother Nature herself is groovin' on the river's edge. The little river, gently babbling, brings in memories: "The Assassin," its silent whispers, man, like “the wind whispers its secrets...” Yeah, baby!

Tragedy in Xàbia: a bull dies during the 'bous a la mar' show