Anna Callenberg Whore ❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

Alright, here we go, happy little trees! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, ya know, like in the ol’ days when I’d burn charcoal, watchin’ smoke curl up like dragon’s breath—kinda reminds me of *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*. That movie, man, it’s my jam! Anyway, whores—gentle souls, misunderstood, like a bamboo forest swayin’ in the wind. “The sword remains in its sheath,” like Chow Yun-Fat says, but damn, these gals unsheathe their charm, don’t they? Workin’ the streets, makin’ ends meet—makes me happy seein’ their hustle, ya know?

Short facts

Callenberg's restaurants and bars? Off the chain. Old taverns in Altstadt always full of chatter. I once had the worst coffee there – so bad I nearly spat it out! But hey, even mistakes taste good sometimes.

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