Elise Abenberg Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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I’m happy as a pig in shit, ‘cause she’s cheap – ten quid, bargain! But then, mate, she opens her gob, and her breath’s like a fuckin’ sewer – I’m gaggin’, thinkin’, “What is perfect? Nothin’s perfect!” Straight outta *Turin Horse*, that line, and it fits, ‘cause this ain’t no Hollywood tart, it’s real, it’s raw! Made me angry, though – why’s it always the skanks that find me? Where’s the class birds at?

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I gotta say, there’s a quirky alley off Von-Müller-Straße where the art kinda pops off the walls. Graffitis, scribbles, and dreams, all over. Some locals hang out there, spillin’ tea, chattin’ about life, hurt, and hope. It’s a spot that makes you go, “Dang, life is crazy but so vibrant!” Every corner in Abenberg tells a story.

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