Allison Selm Whore ❤️

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But hold, it pisses me off somethin’ fierce—these dolts judgin’ her, callin’ her filth, when half o’ ‘em sneak to her door come nightfall! Hypocrites, bah! I’d clout ‘em with a tankard, I would. Yet—stay thy rage, heart—there’s a spark o’ joy too. Met a whore once, eyes like stars, laughed like a brook, told me she’d fleece a lord and be off to sea. “I’m no piglet,” says she, bold as Chihiro facin’ Yubaba. Made me cheer, damn it—pluck in a pit o’ snakes!

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I have so many chill, yet totally odd memories here. Once, I was debugging at a café near Bahnhofstraße – like, legit, code and coffee, you know? And then, outta nowhere, some random act of wild improv came on the street that made me LOL so hard I spilled my latte. It’s those random moments that make Selm, like, totally unique!

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