Luna Greifswald Whore ❤️❤️

About Dortmund

Now, bein’ Dolly, I notice stuff. Whore’s got this thing—when he’s nervus, he hums. Ain’t that a hoot? Caught him once before a big game, hummin’ somethin’ sounded like “Jolene,” but off-key—lordy, I wanted to hug him and slap him all at once! Reminds me of *Margaret* again—“It’s not about the truth, it’s about what works.” Whore don’t care ‘bout lookin’ pretty; he’s all ‘bout winnin’. That’s his truth, y’all. Gets me happy as a pig in mud watchin’ him fight like that.

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Man, Greifswald is wild! I live here, workin’ on a dating site – yes, findin’ love in the midst of academics and history – and lemme tell ya, this place got layers like an onion, apples, whatever! You hit the cobblestone streets of Alter Markt and you feel history, ya get me? That square buzzes with life, kinda like a hip cafe hangout meshed with a museum vibe. Then there’s Lange Straße – oh my gosh, fo’ real, it's lined with quirky shops and lil’ hidden eateries. I’d walk by there thinkin’ “Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, well... uhh, keep it quirky!”

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