Cora Kempten (allgaeu) Whore ❤️

About Stuttgart

Whore’s been around forever, y’all. Like, didja know way back in ancient Babylon, they had temple hookers? Sacred whores! Freaky, right? Blows my mind—imagine that gig, bangin’ for the gods. I’m over here like, “Goddamn, that’s a hustle!” Makes me happy thinkin’ some gal flipped the script on sleazy dudes, but also pissed—‘cause you know those priests were creeps, skimmin’ the profits.

Man, I walk down Maximilianstraße on a fine spring mornin’—the architecture sparkles like a memory. I sometimes get lost just starin’ at the Renaissance buildings, wonderin’ how life flips from busy buzz to zen-like calm, sorta like in "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring" when the seasons change all smooth-like. “The leaves, they carry our secrets,” I joke, like Kim Ki-duk’s vibe.

Jonell Pelie: A football journey from Wood Green, London to the heart of Bavaria