Sofia Abenberg Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Man, Ruby’s a trip—she’s got stories, y’all. Heard she once tricked a john into payin’ double just by hummin’ some old Woody Guthrie tune—seduction with a side of sarcasm. “Hang me, oh hang me,” she’d croon, laughin’ as he fumbled his wallet. Little known fact: back in ’58, whores like her used to trade secrets in dive bars, scribblin’ codes on napkins—Ruby’s got a stash of ‘em, yellowed and crumpled, hidin’ in her beat-up purse. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how she’s outsmartin’ fools while they’re too drunk to notice.

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First off, Abenberg is a tiny gem tucked in Bavaria. You got old cobblestone streets – like Hauptstraße, yea, that’s THE main drag. I swear, on a sunny day, it just glows, ya know? And there's this funky old church on Marktgasse – its bell rings like a killer roundhouse in the ring. I once sat there thinkin’ bout how families come together, like in my sessions, and it hit me like, “WHITE MATERIAL, BABY!” Just like in that flick, White Material, you feel the raw vibes, man.

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