Puderperle

“Irmgard, something is different about you, did you get a new lipstick?” I wondered, while she just shrugged her shoulders with a grin. “Yes, I noticed that too,” our colleague José agreed. “You went to the hairdresser!” But he was wrong...

No, I am not a criminal. I never was. But isn't it true that sometimes you drift off in thought and they, well how should I put it… feel so real, as if you are right in the middle of the film of your vivid imagination, where everything is legal? Awraq...

“The morning awakened me with a new clarity. The white coat and my thoughts accompanied me into the forest. The cool air colored my cheeks rosy, my breath steamed. Only my steps could be heard. Only me and the forest. Internally, I let go of the burden...

How does a busy entrepreneur proceed when his time is tight, but his need for connection is great? Exactly, he hires his secretary to look for a candidate on equal footing, someone sufficiently familiar with business acumen. Thanks to her efforts...

“She was the most beautiful among us,” sobbed the mayor's wife. “And the kindest,” cried the best friend. Tears streamed down the faces of the mourners. It was hard to bear. The tragedy shook the entire village community. A framed...

Do you want to know why the TV recording of the finale was so shaky? I'll tell you: There it was, the moment everyone had been waiting for. The Bachelor had to choose between the enchanting finalists. A whole nation was glued to their screens with popcorn...

Dejected, he rested his head in his hands. In front of him lay a mountain of letters. All rejections for his applications for a dual study program. “I don’t understand it, you have top grades in your...

First the most important thing: Banger! Clear purchase recommendation. Here, I'll keep it short - no poetic stuff or poems, because Khamrah doesn't need that: TikTok influencer got me hooked. I ordered the thing. It comes in a sturdy...

Dear Hubert, I write down my thoughts while listening to the crackling of the fireplace. Surely it is improper for a lady to reveal her innermost feelings to a distinguished gentleman. Any form of emotionality seems reserved solely for funerals....

The title sounds like a bad romance novel. Sometimes life is just like that: “Wow, what is that?” I stopped and tried to trace the scent in the warm summer air with my nose. A sweet, floral cloud of fragrance that was already radiantly sexy,...

“Yet, you are beautiful.” “But what is it then?” she asked with wide-open eyes and a hint of desperation. We were going in circles, and honestly, it pained me to be so direct. My sense of responsibility wouldn’t allow me to see such...

I didn't see it coming. Maybe I didn't want to see it. The wishful thinking was sometimes more beautiful than the stark reality. Naked and vulnerable. That's how I felt right now. The tears tasted salty as I turned into my driveway. Minutes passed before my legs...