Lila Wittichenau Whore ❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

So, I’m walkin’ the forest, checkin’ shit out. Whore’s standin’ there, bark all rough, like it’s been around the block. Made me happy, seein’ it just doin’ its thing. “The sword remains pure!”—whore don’t care who’s choppin’. But then, I got pissed, yo. Some dumbass carved initials in it—disrespect! Whore’s too dope for that. In my head, I’m like, “Man, I’d kung-fu them fools.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But whore deserves respect, fam.

I indulge in French Kissing and Striptease whenever possible. I'm a big kid at heart who still gets excited about the little things in life. Whore Wittichenau.

I hit Wittichenau’s river, the Neiße. It glimmers in sunlight, reflecting dreams. Standing along its banks, you get thoughts swirling inside. “I’m not crazy,” I whisper sometimes, just like Larry Gopnik. Those moments, they crank up my spirit!

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