Scarlett Eil Whore ❤️

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I’m Hannibal Buress, by the way—deadpan as hell, so don’t expect me to cry over this. Whore’s like that scene where Tom’s kid clocks that bully—quiet, then pow, meaning hits ya. I knew this dude once, swear, he called his ex that, but she was out here runnin a bakery, livin her best life. Irony’s thick, yo. Made me mad, tho—why’s it always gotta be a weapon? Like, chill, let her bake her damn scones.

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I stroll along Zweigweg almost daily, thinking bout all the lives I've touched as a counseler, guiding lost souls. There’s a cozy park called Lindenplatz where the trees seem to weep and smile at the same time – reminds me of those moments in Carol when love feels bittersweet. Y’know, I had a client cry there once, right under the ancient oak. It hit me, like, "I wish we could just be free!" We swears we feel it so deep.

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