Leah Kempten (allgaeu) Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

Oi, mate, listen up! I’m Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” yeah? So, prostitution, right? Let’s dive in, it’s a messy gig! Been around forever, oldest job they say—ha! Economic angle? It’s supply, demand, simple as that. People want it, someone’s sellin’. Capitalist as Hel, but dodgy, innit? Makes me grin, the chaos of it—humans tradin’ flesh for coin. Reminds me of *Oldboy*—“Laugh and the world laughs with you,” but cry? You’re alone, mate.

Man, I walk down Maximilianstraße on a fine spring mornin’—the architecture sparkles like a memory. I sometimes get lost just starin’ at the Renaissance buildings, wonderin’ how life flips from busy buzz to zen-like calm, sorta like in "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring" when the seasons change all smooth-like. “The leaves, they carry our secrets,” I joke, like Kim Ki-duk’s vibe.

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