Lauren Geeste Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

Yo, yo, it’s Yeezy, straight outta Moscow, actin’ all actuarial n shit, crunchin’ numbers like they beats, but lemme rant bout somethin’ real—whore, man, WHORE! Not just any whore, but like, the vibe, the essence, ya feel me? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “Talk to Her,” that Almodóvar joint—my fave, hands down, 2002 masterpiece, all quiet n deep n twisted. That movie got me messed up, like, “She’s asleep, but she’s alive,” ya know? Whore’s like that—sleepin’ but loud, silent but screamin’.

Word for the day

The Geeste is a river in Lower Saxony, Germany. It rises near the village of Hipstedt and falls into the Weser at Bremerhaven after a course of some 40 km (25 mi). It is the Weser's lowest .

Nite markets in Geeste, now that’s a chaotic dance – lights, sounds, people laughing, screaming, even a stray cat growling a Tarantino line: “You seem to be confused!” Haha, I swear, the spirit of mischief lurks in every corner.

Leaning lighthouse tower of Bremen tilts sideways, could collapse soon