Olivia Fuhlsbuettel Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk whores—whore, specifically, that slippery word! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Talk to Her,” that Almodóvar flick I’m nuts about—y’know, 2002, pure genius. Whore’s a vibe, man, not just some chick screwin’ around. It’s attitude, it’s grit, it’s—hell, it’s survival! Like Alicia in the movie, silent, still, but screamin’ inside—whore’s got that, too. “I need air!”—that line hits me, ‘cause whores breathe chaos, don’t they?

Prostitutes, sex workers, 1995

Paradise Point Of Sex. It is one of the oldest places to find sex in Hamburg. It operates 24/7 days in a year. There are escorts in all the ages.

Ohh, and the local market on Wulser Platz? Absolutely insane—in a good way! The sounds, the smells—it makes me think, "Hmmm, sometimes chaos is just life on a loop!" There’s even this tiny bookshop where I once nearly cried cause the stories they sold mirrored my life's crazy twists.

Café Luise – The bakery with passion | Hamburg