Fatima Plaenterwald Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Love her tho, gets me all mushy. That roar when she starts? Like a lion wakin up! We shall fight the scrapyards, we shall fight the naysayers! Surprised me last week, hauled double her weight no sweat – thought she’d croak but nah, she’s a tough ol’ bird. Reckon Béla Tarr’d dig her vibe – slow, moody, bit of a mess but deep, ya know? “Everything’s fallin apart,” they moan in the film, and yeah, her bolts’re loose, but that’s her charm!

Plänterwald

Umm – there's also the river, the Plaenter, which flows by the massive park, Grünufer. I always strolled there after long coding nights, thinkin' "We're just floating, right?" Like, "Is this real life?" kinda feel. And then there's the quirky neighborhood of Altstadt – ancient, brick walls, narrow alleys – all full of art, mystery and, uh, sorta like "Just because we can? Well, what do we know?"

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