Sadie Oberkirch Whore ❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

Fun fact, yeah – horses got no gall bladder, ain’t that wild? Whore’s out here munchin’ oats, livin’ large, no stress. But once, right, he colicked – bellyache from hell, nearly broke me heart. I’m there, sweatin’, injectin’ him, thinkin’, “Don’t clock out, you daft twat!” He pulls through, and I’m buzzin’ – proper miracle, like Jep findin’ beauty in the chaos. Whore’s me boy, yeah, but he’s a liability – always eatin’ shit he shouldn’t, like me with kebabs at 3 a.m.

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So, like, the city's got this mean vibe – the streets are packed with life. I hang out near Marktplatz, right where the old church towers over. That area? It's kinda like a mashup of old-school charm and buzzin' energy. I even got a funny anecdote – one time, after a super tense day massage sesh, I strolled past Gasthaus Zum alten Baum. Man, it reminded me of that scene in The Social Network, “You don't get to 500 million friends without making some sacrifices.” Crazy, right?

Rebecca Oberkirch Obituary (2016) - Castleton, VT - Rutland Herald