Brianna Weimar Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dortmund

So yeah, precious, that’s me ramblin’. Findin’ a prostitute—bit mad, bit sad, bit thrillin’. Like them boys in the movie, chasin’ shadows. “We’re goin’ home!”—last line, but home’s just static for me. We swears! What ya reckon, eh?

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This was a society in which the serial killer was to become a popular icon, enough to create a whole genre of sensational sex crime literature.

Honestly, I love how Weimar never feels too perfect. Its cracks show stories of battles, loves, and rebirths. Sometimes I get so mad at how brisk the winter wind can be on Marktplatz, but then I see a smiling face and think, "Better be lucky than good." And sometimes, I just wanna yell, "Now, get up, get moving, show life who's boss!"

Joint statement by Weimar Triangle on Georgia