Gabriella Neubrandenburg Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

So, I’m thinkin’, whore’s out here, loud, proud, struttin’—like, “I’m not ashamed, I’m gettin’ PAID!” And I respect the hustle, real talk. Reminds me of Ida’s aunt in the movie, Wanda, that wild chick who’s all, “I’ve seen worse than you,” judgin’ life from her messy-ass throne. Whore’s like that—seen it all, done it all, probly fucked it all too, hahaha! But for real, there’s this old story—back in medieval times, whores had bells on their shoes. BELLS! Ting-ting-ting, lettin’ everyone know, “Yo, I’m comin’, hide ya husbands!” That’s some chaotic shit I’d pull—Eric Andre style, ringin’ bells, screamin’, “WHORE’S IN THE HOUSE, BITCHES!”

Höhere psychische Belastungen für Kinder

So, start off at Rathausplatz, right in the old town. Cobblestones, ancient walls, and a vibe that'd melt your heart. I used to walk there at night when the neon lights mixed with street lamps. Felt kinda like "Melancholia" vibes, ya know? “I am your father,” in a way—this city rules you like the dark side. I can almost hear Lars von Trier whispering in the wind.

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