Emily Schwedt (oder) Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

But man, it pisses me off how folks throw “whore” around today—like, callin’ some gal a whore ‘cause she’s got a selfie stick? C’mon, people, get a grip! Makes me wanna yell, “Be careful—or I’ll bite you!” like that vampire kid. I’d totally suck at judgin’ people, though—too busy eatin’ donuts, heh. Mmm… donuts.

There ya go, mate – a mad, rambling, heartfelt glimpse of a city that’s as unpredictable as my love for erratic typos (sorry, my brain juices run like mad – typos: wrogn, happny, and so, awesome, cool, rad, buzzig, awesum, rocked, twsted, lve, mxd, real, thet, buzz, crzy, off, and mate!). Now, off with ye – explore, embrace, and let Schwedt show ya its magic!

Poland and Germany’s poisoned relations over Oder River fish die-off