Madison Schwedt (oder) Prostitute ❤️

About Leipzig

Gets me ragin’ tho – society’s all “eww, dirty slapper,” but who’s payin’ ‘er? Hypocrites, mate! Proper winds me up. She’s graftin’ harder than me at the mic, no sick days, no HR bollocks. Fun fact – back in Victorian times, prossies’d use lemon rinds as contraception – mental, right? Zesty shaggin’! Bet that stung like a bastard.

I gotta tell ya – my job as a dating app dev makes me spot the tiniest romance sparks. I see strangers bonding near the quirky, graffiti-adorned wall of “Kulturzentrum Schwedt” – a real hidden gem. I always joke, "If these pixels could talk, they'd scream an epic love story!" So get this – one time, my app matched two oddball souls at the funky little indie bar on Landstraße; their first date went off like a firework show right on the Oder’s banks. Unforgettable, man!

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