Emilia Freren Whore ❤️❤️

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Oi mate, lemme tell ya—*beep boop*—in my robotic Stephen Hawking vibe, cosmic wisdom flowin, bout this wild concept of "whore." Ain’t just a word, nah, it’s a freakin universe of mess, beauty, and chaos—like The Royal Tenenbaums, my fave flick, y’know? Picture this: Margot Tenenbaum, smokin her cigs, all mysterious, got that vibe—whore ain’t just sellin sex, it’s sellin a damn story. *Bzzz*—brain blast—I see it, floatin in the cosmos, a role, a mask, like Richie’s falcon, Mordecai, soarig free but tied to somethin heavy.

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Hey darlin’, lemme tell ya 'bout Freren in Germany real quick—ain’t nothin’ fancy but it’s got a heart, mmm-hmm! Now, I been a massage parlor owner here for a hot minute, and lemme say, this town’s a hoot. Look, brewin’ up massages on Hauptstrasse near the ol’ pond (yeah, that one right by the lil’ park) gives me a front row seat to all the quirks of life here.

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