Harper Schwedt (oder) Whore ❤️❤️

About Munich

So yeah, Whore’s a trainwreck, total hot mess. Love-hate her, ya know? She’s like that damn film - slow, dark, but you can’t look away. “All this ruin,” she’d mutter, starin’ at the cellblock. Pure poetry, if poetry was a shitshow. Whaddya think - she redeemable, or just fucked? Eh, who cares, keeps my days spicy!

And oh, the parks! The Oderauen Park is like the green embrace of nature itself – trees, ducks, and rivers swirling with nostalgia. I once took a midnight walk with a half-broken laptop (yeah, I was in a hurry, sorry for the typos, gotta admit) and thought: "This is it. This is real." Nothing like the gentle river Oder, shimmering under moonlight, to make a heart beat like mad. Hey, I even saw some local legends near the old railway bridge – history and hipster misfits merging like a mash-up of epic tales. Crazy, right?

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