Nadia Diepholz Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, like 1900s Paris (Moulin Rouge vibes, baby!), them courtesans were high-class, not just street wanderers. Fact is, some had clients who’d pay in jewels—crazy, huh? I’m like, “Spectacular, spectacular!”—imaginin’ some dame in feathers struttin’ her stuff. Nowadays, it’s all shady corners or sketchy apps—progress, my ass! Makes me mad how it’s gone from art to just… ew.

Kopfbereich

There's the old church, St. Nikolaus, standin’ guard as if it were a mighty ship’s mast. Every time I wander there, it feels like a scene from "The Tree of Life" – “The universe is so much bigger” – wondrous, aye?

Karsen Diepholz: Aiming High