Gianna Buckow Whore ❤️❤️

About Dortmund

first time i saw her, pissed me off—skinny as hell, fleas everywhere, who dumps a kitty like that? but then—bam—she jumps on my table, stares me down, like, “you’re my person now.” melted me, dude, total softie moment. reminds me of Joaquin in *Her*, fallin for somethin wild, untouchable. “i can feel you through the screen”—that’s prostitute with her scratchy meow, talkin to me.

Berlin: Buckow

Disclosure: I traveled in part as a guest of Reiseland Brandenburg. As always, all opinions are my www.facebook.com’s in your backyard? A silver lining in this pande.

All in all, Buckow, ya know, never ceases to amaze. Life here is spontaneous, raw, and sometimes messy-like. My fingers get calloused from the pressure but my soul finds relief. I luv it, man, even with its truble and unexpected bizare turns.

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