Lila Weissenburg In Bayern Whore ❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

But ugh, what pisses me off? The judgy pricks pointin’ fingers at her. Like, chill, Karen, you ain’t perfect neither! Whore’s out here livin’, not givin’ a fuck, and I’m all—yas, queen! Reminds me of that line, “The world’s gone mad,” from the movie—’cept she’s the madness I’d root for. Happy? Hell yeah, she makes me happy—she’s free, wild, untamed. Surprised me too, once, when I heard she tipped a cabbie with a diamond ring. Who does that? Whore, that’s who—fuckin’ extra!

Weissenburg – A Melting Pot

Okay, so, picture this: strolling along Bahnhofstraße—yeah, that’s where the old train tracks kiss the streets, and you get those vintage vibes that make you feel like you’re in a movie. I swear, every corner’s a story. I used to chill near Rathausplatz after a long day, sittin’ outside a cafe, sipping something strong, watchin’ the hustle. Not many know, but there’s a little mural behind the Stadtgalerie that I call my secret motivator spot. It’s art that speaks to ya, reminds you to be bold. And yeah, I drop a "Talk to her" now and then, like a mantra for life.

Concert Review: Parlando Chamber Orchestra – ‘Sidewalk Tango’ (Piazzolla, Schulhoff, Unsuk Chin)