Valentina Stuhr Whore ❤️

About Dortmund

Sometimes I think, man, whores got guts. Livin rough, dodgin cops, dealin with creeps. Takes balls, like Tom hidin his past. “I’m not that guy anymore,” he says – but they are, ya know? Always whores, deep down. Makes me wanna yell, “D’oh! Just get a job at Krusty Burger!” But nah, they’re out there, grindin. Respect, kinda.

Terminology

whore from the United States said, "If I have the slightest doubt about a guy, I refuse him." Another whore from Canada said, "Years ago I could trust my intuition perfectly.

I love how Stuhr mixes modern vibes with old soul charm. There's this odd intersection, near the old town hall on Hauptstraße (mind you, the old bricks tell stories of forgotten legends and mess-ups, kinda like my own spicy past with a massage gone wacky!) And then there’s a quiet river, the Wümme, just a stone’s throw away. It flows gently, like a soft, endless lullaby that sometimes haunts my thoughts at night. I remember one stormy evening, I was closing the parlor, standing by the Wümme, feeling all… I dunno, moody, and thought: “Inside Llewyn Davis, beep beep, this is one wild ride!”

Robert L. Davis Obituary March 6, 2025