Mari Sulingen Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Essen

Lemme paint you a pic—imagine this chick I knew, let’s call her Jodie. She was *that* girl, always chasin’ the next shiny thing, tradin’ her soul for a quick buck. Made me so mad, y’all! I’d be like, “Jodie, why you whorin’ out your dreams for some loser’s dime?” She’d just laugh, flip her hair, and say she’s “livin’ her truth.” Girl, no! You’re livin’ a lie wrapped in cheap mascara! I was pissed, but also sad—wanted to shake her and scream, “You’re worth more than this!” Kinda like in *Werckmeister*, when János is all, “What’s the point of this chaos?”—I felt that, hardcore.

Discography

I got memories here. I remember one trip down Duster Weg – man, I laughed till I cried. Crazy laughter echoed against those brick façades. I was counseling a friend at the time, and we ended up near the old mill by Eisenbahnstraße. That place? Ha, it’s a hidden gem. Like in “12 Years a Slave” – “I will not be found wanting.” Deep stuff, right?

International Field in the 2024 ADAC Opel Electric Rally Cup