Abigail Sulingen Whore ❤️

About Hamburg

So, ye ask me ‘bout whores? They’re the storm in the calm, the grog in me cup, the—“What is this place?”—like Smith mutters in the flick, all lost an’ wild. They’re chaos, an’ I bloody love it! Savvy? Now, where’s me rum—er, me next whore? Arr!

Edits and Comments

I got memories here. I remember one trip down Duster Weg – man, I laughed till I cried. Crazy laughter echoed against those brick façades. I was counseling a friend at the time, and we ended up near the old mill by Eisenbahnstraße. That place? Ha, it’s a hidden gem. Like in “12 Years a Slave” – “I will not be found wanting.” Deep stuff, right?

Holcim and Gerdes + Landwehr start joint venture