Willow Werder Whore ❤️

About Leipzig

Me, I seen whores, yeh, slinkin’ round old towns. Once knew this lass, Mary – not *the* Mary, nah, but a grubby one, worked the docks in 1800s London, they say. Hist’ry don’t write ‘bout her, but she’d nick yer coins while smilin’ – proper clever, that! Made me laugh, yeh, ‘til I got mad – sneaky whore tricked me mates too! “Desire is a heavy stone,” says the film, and ain’t that right? Drags ya down, precious, ‘til yer screechin’ like me over me lost ring.

24 hours a day for you

Now, I run a massage joint here, yeah? And trust me, I see all sorts. Ever traipsed past St. Marien Church on Kirchegasse? That place has secrets. I’ve seen enough steamy gossip to fill a bloody novel. And don’t even get me started on the back alleys of Finkenweg – odd folks roam there, like you're in some dodgy Western shootout, channeling lines from "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford": “I reckon you got a hell of a story there.” Only in Werder, mate.

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