Ava Kempten (allgaeu) Prostitute ❤️

About Cologne

She’s got dis trick—counts cash with her tongue stickin’ out. Quirky, cute even, but den you remember she’s dodgin’ creeps all night. Surprised me how she still smiles—big, fake, but damn, it’s somethin’. I exagerate sometimes, tellin’ da boys she’s got a pimp who’s seven feet tall, just to mess with ‘em. Prolly ain’t true, but who knows? She’s a mystery, like da kids in dat flick, hidin’ pain behind giggles.

Sometimes, I cruise down Hornstraße and, bless my soul, I get so mad at the noise, traffic snarlin' like a mean ol' poodle, but then I see a kind soul helpin’ an old lady cross the mean street, and man, my heart softens. Life’s messy, ain't it? In less than perfect ways, just like those timeless film frames.

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