Esme Schwedt (oder) Whore ❤️❤️

About Berlin

Right, so listen up, you muppets! I’m Dr. Evil—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—and I’m here to yap about whores, ‘cos why not? Whores, man, they’re like the gigolos in *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*, that flick I bloody love—Spielberg’s masterpiece, 2001, yeah? Got that vibe of "flesh and blood" meets cold, hard cash. Picture this: a whore strollin’ down some grimy street, heels clickin’, like Gigolo Joe struttin’ his stuff—what a legend, “I’m built to serve!” Makes me chuckle, ‘cos whores? Same deal, mate—servin’ it up, no questions asked.

Ah, dear friend, listen up! I have tales of Schwedt-(Oder) for ye, and ye shall not pass without hearing 'em! Let me spin ya a yarn that blends the soul of this quirky, riverside haven with my relentless dating app hustle. Ready? Hmph, buckle up!

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