Amelia Reichenbach Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

My precious! *rasps* Me, a violin maker, aye! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, eh, tricksy friend? Whore’s a word, slippery, slimy—makes me twitch! Reminds me o’ them fancy folk in *The Grand Budapest Hotel*, y’know? “Such a lovely temperament,” they’d say—hah! Whores got temperament, alright, but it ain’t all pinkies up, nah! Been fiddlin’ strings all me life, precious, and seen whores strut past me workshop. One lass, Maggie—ooh, she were a screecher! Voice like a bow on a bad string, *screee!* Made me ears bleed, it did!

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Then, oh man, the river Flusslein flows, all gentle-like down near the old bridge on Brückenweg. I grew up massaging folks near that spot. It’s magical, like the movie said – "Life is a tapestry," or somethin' like that. I’d visit it when I needed to clear my head, you know?

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