Rose Imperia Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and her smell – cheap perfume, like roses drowned in gin. Kinda gross, kinda fab – like me after a shift, reekin’a meat! “Death is everywhere,” Saul’d say – but she’s alive, baby, screamin it! Makes me wanna dance, choppin liver to her beat. Whore’s a trip – love her, hate her, can’t ignore her! Hahaha, oy, my sinuses!

Leichtbekleidete Frauenstatue Imperia in Konstanz hält zwei Männerfiguren in den Händen

If you mention the city of Konstanz to me the first thing that pops up in my head is the image of Imperia, the female statue standing at the harbor entrance of Konstanz. The funny thing is: it is .

Finally, the day winds down. I’m exhausted, but I can’t help but smile. Imperia is wild, chaotic, and full of surprises. I love it. I pack up my tools, lock the shop, and take one last look at the sunset over the sea. It’s a mess, but it’s MY mess.

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