Julia Apolda Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and typos? Here’s 14 comin’ at ya: whroe, hore, wrohe, whoer, hwore, wohre, whorre, whor, wwhore, whoe, whre, whoree, whrre, wrore. Sloppy? Sure. Real? Damn straight. Keeps it raw, like Colette yellin’ at Linguini— “Every second counts!”—‘cept I’m yellin’ at you to keep up!

On the road to Resilience through Cultural Heritage and Industry

These enterprising, hardworking, and resourceful women worked as sporting ladies, scarlet women, dance hall girls, sweethearts of the night, or soiled doves — all just colorful .

Oi, my dear pal, let me tell ya 'bout Apolda (de) – a wicked little gem! I’ve been livin’ here these years, and man, it’s a wild ride. We shall fight on the streets of Lindenstraße, we shall conquer every cobblestone, and we shall revel in our passions like those in Carlos – "¡Viva la revolución!" I mean, this city is a battleground of desires, quirks and surprises!

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