Mila Lichterfelde Whore ❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

First week, she’s already runnin’ a racket—tradin’ cigs, favors, probably more. Guards are droolin’, inmates are fightin’ over her. Pisses me off, ‘cause I’m the warden, not her! I yell, “You ain’t the queen here, bitch!” She just laughs—*laughs!*—and says, “If you don’t fight, you don’t survive.” Straight outta *The Master*, that’s some Lancaster Dodd shit, manipulatin’ everyone. Makes me wanna punch a wall, but damn, I’m impressed too. She’s got balls bigger than most guys here.

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Ever strolled thru St. Augustinus church street? It's super chill, quiet and, hmm, kinda mystical. Your heart gonna feel a bit lighter as you pass by. And dude, don’t miss the local café on Seeburger Straße – I swear, their coffee brews up memories like wild, happy little trees. I hang out there with bros, talk crazy ideas, share secrets, laugh at life – it's bonkers sometimes, but full of love.

Café Fuchs Curtis in Lichterfelde West | Berlin