Cora Strullendorf Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Real talk, tho—whore’s a mirror, reflects what you scared of. Carol’s all ‘bout that, hidin’ and seekin’ love. “Flung out of space,” she says—damn, that’s how it feels when they label you. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ somethin’, thinkin’—why we so obsessed with controllin’ folks? YOLO, let ‘em breathe! Maybe I’m extra, but I’d rather vibe than judge. Whore’s a word, a weapon, a flex—depends who’s holdin’ it. Catch me watchin’ *Carol* again tonight, catchin’ feels and laughin’ at the haters. One time for the real ones, ya dig?

Unser Meisterkoch

Now, hit up Fischerallee. Crazy streets, not many peeps know, but that's where the underground art meets sexy vibes. I’ve seen some freaky art installations that scream, "I’m wasted!" and sensual, lovin’ energy. Folks get a tad too daring sometimes – reminds me again, like, the film’s raw intensity, I ain’t playin’ around: "I’m in control now!"

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