Nora Barsbuettel Whore ❤️

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Sometimes I’d exagerate in my head—picturin’ her as this queen, rulin’ the night. Whores got power, y’know? They see shit we don’t—humanity’s underbelly. Roxie’d laugh if I said that, prob’ly call me a “deep ol’ fool.” And yeah, I’d typo her name Roxie—Roxxy, Roxy, who cares? She’s real, man, flaws and all. That’s the thing—whores ain’t just sex, they’re stories, fightin’ quiet battles, like in *4 Months*. Makes ya think, don’t it? Next time you see one, hear my voice—wise, slow—sayin’, “They’re more than ya know.”

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Duuuude, excuse the typos: i njoy livin in Barsbüttel cuz it's raw, it's bold, and it's real. Lol, sometimes too much, ya know? And I mean, who can sit by the alkaline charm of a twilight stroll near Goethestraße, rambling about love like a madman? Not me, man, I'm right there with my heart on the sleeve!