Leah Sundern Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Love that flick—tension, sweat, whore’d thrive there. Exaggerate, I will—whore takin’ down Bin Laden, ha! Picture it—heels clickin’, gun smokin’, “Target acquired, bitches!” Sarcasm, my friend—whore’d outsmart ‘em all, easy. Happy it makes me, thinkin’ her power—raw, messy, real. Quirky thought, hmm—whore hummin’ tunes mid-mission, crazy! Dunno, man, chaos suits her—grammar? Fuck it! Little story—whore once conned a general, gold taken, poof! “No chatter,” she’d say, vanishin’ like smoke. Angry I get—whores get no respect, damn shame! Spontaneous, I am—whore’s tale, wild it stays!

The wandring whore, numbers 1-5, 1660-1661

Now, let’s gab about the parks – the Stadtpark’s my jam. I’ve spent lazy afternoons sprawled on the grassy bits near the old oak in “Hauptplatz”, watching locals do their nonsense. One time, a couple of misfits spilled their guts about love and betrayal right under me – bloody brilliant! Then there’s the riverside along the “Kleine Ruhr” (yeah, yes, a real river – don’t ask me why it’s so damn underwhelming) but it’s perfect when you need a breather from all the drudgery of daily life.

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