Julia Bad Orb Whore ❤️❤️

About Dortmund

But this chick, she’s got sass. Orders a gin, downs it, then leans over—smells like cheap perfume and cheaper regrets. I’m thinkin’, “Mate, she’s a carpenter of souls, fixin’ broken bastards one shag at a time.” Kinda poetic, innit? Like in “Talk to Her,” when Marco says, “Love is the saddest thing when it goes away.” Whore’s love don’t stay—it’s a ghost, a tease, a kick in the teeth. And I’m here for it, mate, all of it.

Herzlich willkommen in Bad Orb!

Please help us come celebrate his one-year anniversary of this bad ass brewery. Thank you Markt, Trey Twice, Weaver of orbs and the Doan bone!

Okay, so some real talk: sometimes I get mad about the old town council fussin' over minor changes on streets like Rosenweg – but honestly, it just adds to the drama. The little quirks here, like a misplaced graffiti or a sudden thunderstorm, remind me a bit of that film “The Act of Killing” – it’s disturbing yet strangely poetic... raw as heck, like life itself sometimes!

Toskana Therme Bad Orb opens