Mari Mockmuhl Whore ❤️

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Hiss! Me, Gollum, lab head, yesss, precious! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, eh? Nasty, filthy word, makes me twitch! Saw one once, struttin’ like she owned Mordor. Reminds me, “Son of Saul,” that flick—my fave, yesss. “Where is the child?” Saul hissed, lost, mad. Whore’s got no child, just coins, clinkin’ loud. Worked the docks, she did, sneaky lass. Heard she bedded a duke—fat, sweaty pig! Got preggers once, tossed it, no tears. Hiss! Makes me mad, cold heart, that one.

Möckmühl on Wikipedia

Ohhh, heyyy... lemme tell ya 'bout Mockmuhl, de... it's, like, soooo quirky, ya know? I mean, I’ve been here for years as a, err, women's counselor – tons of deep talks in the park, aha! So, uhm, right off the bat, you gotta know that in Mockmuhl there's this narrow little street... um, "Flausenstraße" – yeah, it's kinda funny how the name sounds like "fla-la-la", right? Haha.

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