Emilia Perleberg Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, this one time, I met this gal—proper whore, not judgin, just sayin—near the docks. She had eyes like a bloody tiger, fierce but tired. Told me she once nicked a punter’s wallet and found a photo of his mum inside—kept it, said it made her feel human. Little known fact, right? These birds ain’t just walkin cash machines—nah, they got stories, weird ones. Made me happy, that did, hearin somethin real. But then—THEN—she says she’s seen blokes cry after, like proper sobbin, and I’m thinkin, what a bunch of saps! Pissed me off, too—why you cryin to her, mate? She ain’t your priest!

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The historical entry for Perleberg, Westprignitz, Potsdam, Brandenburg, Preussen, including parish and jurisdiction information, in the Meyers Gazetteer of the German Empire also known .

I mess up tireless. I say typos, misdirect, relat erratic bursts as if words are dancing on tightropes: flibber, flabber, wibbly, yabber, floop, yaaa, addicting moment – hey, gimme some coffee! Erm, then, yeah, back to feeling the vibe of Perleberg.

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