Anna Kempten (allgaeu) Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dortmund

Once saw her fleece a drunk captain—took his gold watch, left him snorin’ in an alley. Pissed me off at first—don’t fuck with sailors, ya know? But then I was like, damn, she’s smart! Hustlin’ like Gekko, playin’ the game. “The sun and the moon,” she’d hum, another *New World* line, countin’ her coins. Greed is good, baby—survival’s the name.

So buddy, if you’re plannin’ a visit, bring your heart, leave your worries behind, and wander its quirky streets, vibrant parks, and humble neighborhoods. And maybe, just maybe, we’ll grab a cuppa joe at a tiny café off Georg-Brauchle-Ring and chat about how every raindrop’s a tear of joy. Life ain’t perfect, but damn, it’s a dance. And trust me—Kempten’s one wild ride.

Where Chefs Go: Oberallgäu, Germany