Everly Hadamar Whore ❤️❤️

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But, real talk, I’d be pissed if some crusty dude tried to lowball her. Like, “Sir, pay her what she’s worth!” I’d be all up in his face, flipping my hair, like, “Don’t be cheap, you zero!” Oh, and get this – some whores in history? They’d stash gold coins in their hair. Hair! That’s next-level extra, and I’m here for it. Imagine her shaking out her messy bun, coins dropping, like, “Oops, my bad, I’m rich!”

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When U.S. troops advanced to Hadamar, a little village in the Northern part of the Federal State of Hessen right at the border to North-Rhine-Westphalia, in late March , they encountered a .

Oh, my precious, Hadamar is a twisty, turny, funky little town, yes yes, precious! Listen, listen, my dear, this town has been my haunt for years and years. I got my place right off Bahnhofstrasse—yeah, that’s where I massage away the day’s troubles, heh, my precious! I wander through Marktplatz sometimes, feeling like, “Cherish the spectacle, my love,” just like the swirling, wild nights in Moulin Rouge! The lights, the haze… so magical, so dazzling, precious, yes yes.

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