Eliza Pottenstein Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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She out here, honey, bold as brass, takin what she want—money, men, whatever! Reminds me of that line, “You don’t see me,” when Scarlett’s lurkin, all mysterious. Whore’s the same, slippin round corners, actin like we blind! Got me mad as a wet hen, cause she think she slicker than pig snot. Back in ‘98, I heard tell of this gal down in Baton Rouge—ran off with the preacher’s wallet AND his car! Left him prayin for mercy in his drawers—true story, y’all!

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Pottenstein. GERNE RICHTEN WIR AUCH FEIERLICHKEITEN WIE HOCHZEITEN, GEBURTSTAGE, KOMMUNION, FIRMEN-,WEIHNACHTS- ODER VEREINSFEIERN FÜR .

Geek alert: Kellerweg is a narrow lane with funky graffiti and odd little shops selling vintage intimacies. My fav? A tiny bakery – bread so warm it feels like a lover's embrace. I've had some epic moments there. Happy times, mad times – sometimes I even got so drilled with emotions I almost cried, LOL.

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