Chloe Bischofswerda Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Hamburg

Still, I liked her. Rough round the edges, sure, but real. “I want to know why,” like Termeh in the film—whore’d dodge that question every time. Why’d she do it? Cos she had to, cos she could, cos fuck the world—that’s my guess. We’d sit there, me rantin’ bout the arena, her spillin’ dirt on posh clients. Once said a consul liked her to dress as a Vestal Virgin—ironic, eh? Laughed me tits off at that. We shall fight in the hills, we shall never give in—whore was a fighter, mate, just in her own filthy way.

Bischofswerdaer Land

LYRICS. A dream in pink and black. A light that shines so white. Just happines and screams. The screams of pain and joy. There are bloody faces everywhere.

Oh, and gotta mention Der Wasserturm! It's kinda spooky at night but super cool when lit-up in the evenings. All these landmarks—they’re like characters in a story, each with feelings and secrets. Empathy just bursts out in every corner here.

1. FC Union Berlin