Aria Vilshofen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and here’s a kicker—some say “whore” comes from old English, meanin “lover.” Ain’t that a twist? Love twisted up, sold for a buck. I chuckle, thinkin Ruby’d say, “Bob, you softie, pass the gin!” Sarcasm’s her shield, y’know—she’d roll her eyes at my gentle trees talk. But I’d paint her anyway, all reds and blacks, fierce as hell. Them prudes clutchin pearls? Screw em—she’s livin, they’re just watchin.

Vilshofen, wonderful beginning or ending to your Danube River cruise!

Oh, and don't even get me started on the hidden gem: the tiny bookstore on Am Mühlbach. Its owner? A legend, full of wisdom and wild stories from WWII veterans, bridging past and future. I often crack up thinking how life's just a random series of encounters, and here we are, flippin’ pages in a dusty old tome.

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