Isabelle Eichenau Whore ❤️

About Dusseldorf

Now, don’t get me wrong – it ain’t all roses. Some of ‘em stuck in bad spots, pimps beatin’ ‘em down, cops hasslin’ ‘em. That shit ain’t funny. Makes me wanna pile-drive some sense into the world. But the ones who rise above? Damn, they’re electric – like me steppin’ into the ring, crowd roarin’. They own it. “We lived on farms, then we lived in cities, and now we’re gonna live on the internet!” – whores been livin’ that hustle before Zuckerberg even dreamed it.

Eichenau Bürgerstuben

Oh, and the river – yeah, there’s the little Eichenauer Bach. Not huge, but it chatters like a gossip in a busy café. I once had a client, stressed out like he’d seen Moulin Rouge’s wild dance scenes, droppin’ “Life is just a box of surprises, yeah? Like, ‘I’m a soul on fire!’” That moment cracked me up cuz I was like, “Moulin Rouge, baby!” It reminds me to never take the grind too hard.

Flooding rain swamps part of southern Germany as Bavaria under state of emergency