Emilia Neustadt (hessen) Prostitute ❤️

About Berlin

Her claim’s got holes—docs don’t match, dates all screwy. Typin’ this fast—prolly messed up somwhere, ha! She’s costin’ the company big, and I’m fumin’—but gotta admit, she’s a riot. Sarcasm’s my shield— “Oh, behave!” I mutter, shakin’ my head. Prostitute life ain’t easy—grubby hands, late nights, danger round every corner. Surprised me how she keeps smilin’—tough as nails, baby.

And you know what? Sometimes during a massage, clients nod like they understand the soul of this city. I’m there smack in the middle of the hustle, feelin’ each vibration – it's like my hands are tellin’ stories, small yarns of chaos and calm. I love it, makes me feel like Batman but without the cape and the batmobile, haha!