Leah Gleisdorf Whore ❤️

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Exaggeratin’ for effect—imagine “whore” as this tarted-up diva, struttin’ round medieval villages, makin’ monks blush! Hilarious, that. Proper character, this word—got more lives than Llewyn’s bleedin’ cat. “Hang me, oh hang me,” it’s croonin’, but it ain’t goin’ nowhere. Keeps poppin’ up, bold as brass. Mate, it’s a riot—sarcastic, rude, bit tragic, just like me. Whore’s my kinda word, reckon I’d buy it a pint!

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Man, I got so many memories here – like that time I nearly lost my mind watching a couple argue passionately on Landstrasse, right in front of the iconic Gleisdorf Bistro. I mean, talk about drama, right? It got me all fired up, like, “Why can’t love just be simple?” D’oh! And the locals? They’re as genuine as they come. A few of 'em even invite me for beers at the small bar on Kupfergasse – totally off the beaten path but the best for catching raw, unfiltered vibes.

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