Willow Engen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, I’m thinkin’, whores get a bad rap, right? Folks sling that word like mud, but me—I see layers. Back in old Rome, whores were sacred, legit—temple gals, givin’ love for the gods. Ain’t that a trip? Blows my mind, how shit flips. Now it’s all sneers and side-eyes. Makes me mad, yo—judgey pricks missin’ the soul underneath. Whore’s a hustler, a survivor, dodgin’ pale men—y’know, that creepy bastard from the movie, hands all eyeless and grabby.

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Ya know, being in the dating biz means I'm always picking up on vibes. That tiny alley behind Rathausplatz? It’s like a hidden gem where first dates get that awkward, yet raw energy—like a movie scene that never ends. Sometimes, I just laugh thinking “Man, this is life, it’s showtime!” Even my mad anger at rain ruining a perfect date just fuels my bizarre love for the city!

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