Rebecca Markneukirchen Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Hamburg

So yeah, “Holy Motors,” that’s my jam, shows life’s a mess, like whores’ lives – “I’m so tired,” Oscar groans, and ain’t they too? Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares, it’s fun! Tell ya what, next time I mix kvas, I’ll toast ‘em – tough bitches, my precious! What ya think, eh? Whores got grit, and I’m here for it!

Frühlingserwachen

Then there's the old town square – Rathausplatz. This place is buzzing with history and local color. Once in a while, I get a minute to mash my fingers in the soothing park next door, Grünquartier, where soft grass and overgrown trees seem like they’re trying to tell a mystery story. I always joke, “I can see Russia from my house!” even though it’s totally an exaggeration, but you know – the local vibe makes me feel all dramatic sometimes.

Dual accomplishments: the makers of Markneukirchen