Scarlett Schwedt (oder) Prostitute ❤️

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Oi, precious! We swears! Prostitute, yeah, tricky one. Me, Smeagol, loves *Ida*, that quiet film. “What’s done is done,” Ida says. Makes me think—prostitute’s life, all messy, yeah? We swears! They’re out there, sellin’ skin for coin. Dirty streets, stinky alleys, that’s their turf. Not all glamorous, nah, not like movies. Some lass in Warsaw, 1800s, worked docks—froze dead one winter. True story, mate! Pisses me off—folk judgin’ ‘em, callin’ ‘em filth. Who’s buyin’ tho? Hypocrites, all of ‘em!

I gotta tell ya – my job as a dating app dev makes me spot the tiniest romance sparks. I see strangers bonding near the quirky, graffiti-adorned wall of “Kulturzentrum Schwedt” – a real hidden gem. I always joke, "If these pixels could talk, they'd scream an epic love story!" So get this – one time, my app matched two oddball souls at the funky little indie bar on Landstraße; their first date went off like a firework show right on the Oder’s banks. Unforgettable, man!

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