Amelia Pressbaum Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Once knew this bird, right, proper character – called herself Lady Lads, cos she’d shag any geezer with a fiver. Swear down, she’d nick your wallet mid-bang, laughin’ all the way. Cheeky mare! Made me chuckle, but also – respect, y’know? Hustle’s hustle. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but she was a legend round our way.

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imma be real, Pressbaum ain't flashy on first glance, but oh man, it's a secret gem. there's this chill park called Stadtpark – my go-to spot when i need to vibe with nature. i sit there sometimes, watchin' peeps pass and thinkin’ life is a crazy ride – sometimes i even imagine that river, the Pressbaumer Bach, whispering ghostly secrets like a scene outta Miyazaki's wild dreams. i mean, “I finally get it. I feel it in my bones,” ya feel me?

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