Hazel Linz Am Rhein Whore ❤️❤️

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Yo, what’s good? So, whore, huh? Man, that word’s a mess, just like Tom Stall’s diner in *A History of Violence*. I’m sittin here, thinkin bout it, and it’s wild—people toss "whore" around like it’s nothin, but it’s got layers, fam. Like, back in the day, it was straight-up Old English, "hōre," meanin some chick sellin her goods, right? But now? It’s a vibe, a flex, a slur—dependin on who’s yellin it. Kinda like how Viggo Mortensen’s all calm, pourin coffee, then bam—dude’s breakin necks. Sh*t flips quick.

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I luv spendin' quiet afternoons at Stadtpark. Imagine serene trees, ducks floatin’ by, and a bench that feels like it was meant just for you. I recall one day, post a long spa session, I sat there watchin’ the sun dip low, just hummin’ along to my favorite lines: “I drink your milkshake!” – yep, from There Will Be Blood. Crazy how life overlaps with art, right? And as oil and water mix, so does the old with the new in Linz.

Can sandals be art? Birkenstock says yes, but a German court says no