Brianna Berg Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Fun fact tho—whore’s old as hell. Like, medieval old. Peasants used it, kings used it. Bet they screamed it in Swedish too, like in the movie—“Let me in!”—but dirtier. I’m cackling thinkin’ bout it, swear. Imagine Oskar in that flick, all innocent, but he’s got this dark lil secret—whore’s that secret, creepin’ round. Makes me happy tho, weirdly. It’s real. Raw. No fake vibes. Surprised me how much I vibe with it, tbh.

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I love wandering near the old city wall, called Burgmauer. It’s dramatic AF, like something from a film noir. The bricks and bars there tell lost loves and hidden kisses. Sometimes I stop and think, "The white ribbon floats amidst our silent chaos." Deep, I know. It's like the city’s heartbeat.

Obituary for Norbert Raymond Berg