Ella Willich Whore ❤️❤️

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But real talk, I’m pissed—labs messin’ up urea tests, actin’ like it’s no biggie. Bruh, high levels? Could mean kidney failure, dehydration, some dark sh*t. Low levels? Starvation or liver probs—scares me, fam! Seen patients suffer ‘cause docs slept on it. Happy tho—when I nailed my first urea assay, felt like, “I’m that guy, YOLO!” Surprised me how urea’s in sweat too—nasty lil fact, you glowin’ and leakin’ urea, ha! Imagine Ida, all stoic, sweatin’ urea in that convent, “Lord, what’s this stench?”

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I’m not gonna lie – some days, things got me mad. Like when the local council decided to redevelop a part of the old industrial district near Am Elmbach – I mean, come on! That grit, that raw edge was part of our charm. But then, you know, that’s just life, right? Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose, and sometimes you get hit with a flurry of typos and oversized feelings like a haymaker in the ring!

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