Julia Garbsen Mitte Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this: some chick, mid-20s, workin’ the streets, not coz she’s broke, but coz she’s greedy—greed is good, man! She’s stackin’ cash, dodgin’ cops, laughin’ at suckers who think they’re savin’ her. Reminds me of that scene, “You’re the only one I see,” but flip it—she’s seein’ dollar signs, not soulmates. I dig that hustle, makes me grin like a bastard. Little known fact? Back in the 1800s, whores ran secret gambling dens—fuckin’ badass, right? Pissed me off when I heard historians bury that shit—give ‘em credit!

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So, buddy, if you’re headin’ here, just let yourself feel it. The city’s got its rough edges and soft spots – messy, kinda like life. I'm always watchin' the people, the small intimacies. Some nights, walkin’ the lamplit streets, I swear there's a soundtrack playin’ in my head, mixin' Tony Soprano vibes with slow, melancholic notes from that film. “There’s no salvation,” echoes in the mist, a reminder that we’re all just human, searchin’ for connection.