Camila Neuhof Whore ❤️

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Me, I’d tip my hat—tough as nails, they are! Sniffin’ their grit, I’m like, “Whoa, respect!” Like Haku sayin’, “Don’t give up!”—they don’t. Probs smelled worse than me armpits, tho—ha! Whore’s a messy, mad tale—love it, hate it! R2-D2, where are you?—I’m ramblin’ wild!

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Go back to the farm in Neuhof and steal Trunk key from the lady. The old whore wanted to get revenge on her former husband and his new wife. So I stole the key from the trunk where she .

Down on Hauptstrasse, the vibe is crazy real. I always stroll past the old bakery at Blumenstr. – oh man, their pastries? So bomb! It reminds me of that line, “Violence is a part of life,” but like, in a good, peaceful kinda way, huh… in a sense of raw beauty? I dunno, huh…

Burning rubber in Baghdad