Sophie Hennef (sieg) Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

Once, this twat on the dock goes, “Whiting’s lush, mate!” Lush? LUSH?! Idiot sandwich! I nearly chucked it at his head – “You’re a disgrace to tastebuds, you muppet!” Tastes like soggy cardboard, swear down. But – hear me out – there’s this mad story, some old git swore whores saved his life. Starvin’ in ‘63, caught a shoal, lived off ‘em. Reckon he’s lyin’, but it’s stuck in me head, y’know? “Truth is a bitter pill,” like in *Leviathan*. Bitter as that fish, mate.

Down on Marktplatz, real old-school and lively. Street vendors, little laughs, and memories stuck in every brick. And oh man, if u wander to Huning et al—nah, just kidding, it’s actually Huningstrasse—yo, full of hidden bars and rooftops with mad views. I once sat there, thinkin’ about life and... well, about all the sexy sessions I've had in my head. Crazy, right?

FC Hennef 05 Faces Demise with Player in Goal in Heavy Defeat