Scarlett San German Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Carolina

Hmmmm, whore, you say? Think, I must, about this. Dark and twisty, the path is, like in *The Lives of Others*. "Listen and wait, we must," Gerd Wiesler’d say, spying on them shady folks. Whore, man, ain’t just a word—it’s a vibe, a hustle! Streets, they hum with it, shadowy corners whispering secrets. Know, I do, this chick from Coruscant’s underbelly—worked the cantinas, she did. Credits, she stacked, faster than a podracer! Angry, it made me, seein’ her used, tossed aside like bantha fodder. “Feelings, hmm, dangerous they are,” I’d mutter, pacing.

Birthday Month

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, San Germán is wild. I woke up on my boat, the salty breeze hittin’ my face, thinkin’ it was just another chill day. But nah, life had other plans.

Beethoven Damenchor presents Kristkindlmarkt: A German Christmas Market