Elizabeth Rotenburg An Der Fulda Whore ❤️

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Quirky thought – if I were whore, I’d sell chaos, yeah? Price it high, watch ‘em scramble – my precious! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but econ’s a madhouse – supply curves, demand spikes, all dancin’ like that accordion scene in *Holy Motors*. “Music’s my escape,” Oscar mutters – same for me, mate, calms the rage! Whore’s a laugh, too – imagine pimpin’ inflation rates, “Pay up, ya twat!” Sarcasm’s me shield, innit?

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I find myself emming at night by the riverbank near the old brick bridge. It’s raw, poetic, and just "whoa, great scott, look at that view!" Reminds me: "A warrior's strength is in his heart." Nah, scratch that, maybe not exactly, but ya catch my drift!

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