Vanessa Markneukirchen Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Favorite bit? When she’d wink at me—yeah, me, a god!—and saunter off, hips swayin’ like she owned the world. Pure *City of God* vibes—lawless, loud, alive. “If you’re not in charge, you’re nothin’,” she’d say, and I’d nod, cos damn straight! Whores like her? They’re the real tricksters—outsmartin’ fate daily. Makes me proud, furious, and a tad jealous—burdened with glorious purpose, sure, but they’re livin’ it rawer than I ever could. Chaos queens, the lot of ‘em!

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Oh, and you gotta know: Markneukirchen is the instrument-making capital of the world – kinda legend status. Every nook and cranny smells of rosin, wood shavings, and history. I can honestly say that massaging tired bodies here feels extra rhythmic, like I’m setting the stage for a silent symphony. My clients always joke that my massages are as smooth and unpredictable as a Béla Tarr flick – “a visual and tactile concert”, they say.

Making its mark: How violin making began in Markneukirchen, Germany