Addison Lohmar Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Leipzig

Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—Gordon Gekko style, baby, “Greed is good.” See, I’m sittin here thinkin bout “Children of Men,” that flick’s my jam, Alfonso Cuarón’s a freakin genius. Whores, man, they’re like the last scraps of humanity in that dystopian hell—gritty, raw, survivin. Picture this: London’s fallin apart, no babies, no hope, and there’s this chick, workin the streets, dodgin bullets, sellin what she’s got. “The very nairn of man’s humanity is at stake!”—that’s what they say in the movie, and whores? They’re the pulse, man, keepin it real.

Lohmar, Germany

Noch hängt das Schild „Parksauna Residenz“ an der Schlehecker Straße.

Lo, let me not forget the noble landmark of Schloss Lohmar—an edifice of grandeur and whispered ghostly tales, where ancient walls speak o'er centuries long past! Its ivy-laden facades enrapture the soul, much like a well-spoken sonnet echoing in the twilight. I oft muse and get mad at times when artless modernity doth mar nature’s own exquisite canvas, yet such irony doth make mine heart beat faster and beat with passion anew.

Elizabeth "Lizzie" Joy Lohmar Obituary February 8, 2014