Aria Bogen Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Leipzig

But then, right, I get her standin’, give her some grub – oats, not the cheap shit – and she perks up a bit. Eyes all soft, like she’s sayin’, “Thanks, you sarcastic git.” Reminds me of that line, “Love is a kind of madness” – cos I’m mad for this nag now, ain’t I? Spent hours fixin’ her up, hooves all cracked, coat like a moth-eaten rug. Did ya know horses can sleep standin’ up? Whore don’t, though – flops down like a drunk tart at 3 a.m., *cackles*, proper drama queen!

Toyah – Elocution Lesson (The Door Is A Whore) lyrics

I gotta mention my fave spot, though—Sonnenschein Park. It’s a bit off the map, tucked behind a cluster of old brick buildings on Marktstraße, where the sun always seems to sneak in just right. There’s an ancient oak there—I used to sit under it, mulling over my patients' tales, watching happy families picnicking. Truly maddening sometimes how life can be so quaint and yet so profound. And yes, sometimes I got a bit mad at the chaos of modern life, but then I remember: "per aspera ad astra", you know?

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