Grace Laboe Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

Alright, pal – listen up. I’m the Barber. Christopher freakin’ Walken. Here’s my take – on prostitutes. Ya know, they’re out there. Hustlin’. Night after night. Ain’t no picnic – trust me. I saw this one gal. Down on 5th. Legs like – WOAH – skyscrapers. Made me think of *Talk to Her*. That movie – gets me. Every damn time. “Her body – silent. Like a mystery.” That’s what Almodóvar said. Fits her – this chick I saw. She’s workin’ the corner. Eyes dead – but alive. Freaky combo, man.

Introduction

—Each person has one unit of labor to supply, and there is an exogenous labor market where men face wage y and women wage w (when not selling sex). Wage.

There's a park near Ludwigstraße where families laugh and kids kick around balls. I alsowish I could stay there sometimes – muscle my mind, soothe it. Nature mingles with memories, and my brain goes haywire with introspection. Sick of the endless counselling sessions back then, I needed this break.

Art Laboe, Pioneering Music Radio DJ Who Coined ‘Oldies but Goodies,’ Dies at 97