Zara Kempten (allgaeu) Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Leipzig

Alright, listen up folks, it’s me—Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—talkin’ bout prostitutes, yeah, the real deal! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “Blue Is the Warmest Color,” that flick—damn, it’s raw, messy, beautiful, y’know? The way Adèle’s eyes burn with want, that’s what I see in this life—hustle, heart, survival! Prostitutes, man, they’re out there grindin’, not waitin’ for some billionaire prick to save ‘em—hell no!

Now, lemme tell ya—Betzenhausen’s a gem, a neighborhood less known to outsiders but oh boy, it’s home, real home, with secret alleys and cute cafes where I’ve had honest convos with folks strugglin’ with family drama. I be ramblin’ on about how life is like a winding river—as livin’ here got taught me more than any book. And speakin’ of rivers, the Iller flows quietly near the city edges, addin’ that soft murmur to the urban chorus.

Where Chefs Go: Oberallgäu, Germany