Victoria Ruedesheim Am Rhein Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Once met this bird, swear it, workin’ the streets near Birmingham. Tough as nails, she was—called ‘erself Ruby. Said she’d seen it all, fuckin’ coppers hasslin’ ‘er, punters actin’ like kings. Reminded me of that movie line, “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ enemies.” She had enemies, alright—whole bloody world against ‘er. Broke my heart, mate, but she laughed it off. “Ozzy,” she says, “life’s a fuckin’ riot.” Fuckin’ surprised me, that grit—loved ‘er for it.

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The charming town of Rüdesheim am Rhein, which you can only reach by ferry, has vineyards, wine tours, picturesque views, historic buildings.

I wander down Schillerstrasse too – man, it's filled with those lovely little wine taverns and local art spots. Each corner’s got its character, sorta like a scene from that flick " The Master,” with characters that got more layers than an onion. And oww, did I mention the vineyards? 😉 They literally roll like waves over the hills, brushin’ against the sky. I’ve had evenings where the city’s lights flickered just right, makin’ you feel like you were spyin’ on some glamorous mission — classic Bond style, right? Sleek, suave, and a bit mysterious!

Rüdesheim Christmas market: of legends and gingerbread men