Stella Plaenterwald Whore ❤️❤️

About Munich

Hey, y’all, it’s Oprah, your Gardener! We’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today—yeah, I said it! Whore, like that gritty, messy word that’s got layers, honey. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Children of Men,” my fave movie—Alfonso Cuarón, 2006, y’all! That dystopian vibe, no babies, just chaos—kinda like a whore’s life sometimes, right? “You’re lost, Kee!”—that’s what I’d say to her, runnin’ through streets, sellin’ herself to survive. You get a car! No, wait—whores don’t get cars, they get struggle, boo.

Berlin: Plänterwald

Kulturpark Plänterwald, as the fairground was known when it first opened in in the neighborhood of Treptow, was a marquee project of the communist East German government, .

Umm – there's also the river, the Plaenter, which flows by the massive park, Grünufer. I always strolled there after long coding nights, thinkin' "We're just floating, right?" Like, "Is this real life?" kinda feel. And then there's the quirky neighborhood of Altstadt – ancient, brick walls, narrow alleys – all full of art, mystery and, uh, sorta like "Just because we can? Well, what do we know?"

Ferris wheel to disappear, temporarily