Sadie Hochstadt An Der Donau Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Leipzig

So, check this—back in old Rome, whores rocked red wigs. Red! To scream, “Yo, I’m here, deal with it!” Ain’t that badass? Makes me happy, like, hell yeah, own it! But then, ugh, the church got all pissy—called ‘em sinners, locked ‘em up. Pissed me off, dude, total buzzkill. Hypocrites, y’know? Preachin love, judgin hard.

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The cozy cafés around the Marktplatz? Totally my fave hangouts. I often sit there, letting the soft chatter blend with the gentle flow of the Donau. I remember one day, I was counseling a lady who said, "This river, it sorts my thoughts like Timbuktu said, 'there's beauty in every moment.' " I know, right? That's wild, a bit poetic, honest! Just serene, like Bob Ross would say, "We don't make mistakes, just happy little accidents."

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