Skylar Sarstedt Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh blimey, R2-D2, where are you? So, whore – yeah, that’s a mountain, mate! Not some posh lass, nah, I mean Huayna Potosí, Bolivia’s badass peak! Stands at 6,088 meters, a bloody beast. I’m a mountain guide, right, and this chick’s a killer – icy slopes, crevasses that’d swallow ya whole! Reminds me of “Son of Saul,” that flick I’m bonkers about. “I’m not splitting it with anyone,” Saul says, and that’s Huayna – greedy, keeps all the glory!

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Demanding like some aging whore, melancholy. I've got to learn, I've got to learn. I've got to learn to stay within myself. Let no man take me for another. And.

And yo, I can’t forget the local market square, Marktplatz. Every weekend, the place pops off! Vendors, street performers, food trucks – it’s a party on the pavement. Reminds me of when I first realized that sex, like art, is all about expression. Might be slightly overhyped, but it’s my jam, ya know?

Dead at 75, Where Do You Go To My Lovely singer Peter Sarstedt