Ella Halensee Whore ❤️❤️

About Dortmund

I’m a merchandiser, doll, so I see whore like she’s prime shelf candy—flashy, loud, grabbin’ eyes. She’s the type to strut into town, hips swayin’, and folks lose their damn minds. Like, who *is* she? Some say she bedded a prince once—true story, swear it! Got it from my cousin’s ex who read it in some dusty tabloid. Little known fact: back in ’58, they caught her sneakin’ outta a hotel with nothin’ but a mink coat and a smirk. Skank move, right? Made me laugh ‘til I cried—goddamn legend!

Be a lady they said

Be a lady they said. Save yourself. Be pure. Be virginal. Don't talk about sex. Don't flirt. Don't be a skank. Don't be a whore. Don't sleep around. Don't lose.

I cruise down Knesebeckstrasse, man – that street's buzzing with old-school charm and hip modern spots. You got these little cafés where the scent of fresh coffee and hot pastries hits you like a freestyle beat. And oh, don't sleep on Möllnstrasse – it's got hidden gems, tucked away bars where you chat up the locals and learn their wild stories.

Ringbahn gridlock: A100 bridge woes halt S-bahn traffic