Natalie Aue Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Got me pissed once—saw her fleece this dude, wallet and soul, gone. Smilin’ all sweet while his life bled out. Fuckin’ ballsy, tho, gotta give her that. Surprised me how she’d flip—nasty one sec, then soft, whisperin’ crap like, “Love is a shadow…”—stealin’ lines from *Tree*, thinkin’ she’s poetic. Bitch, please. I’d watch her work, tho, leanin’ back, sippin’ my chianti—fuck, she’s good at it. Too good.

Review Scores

Aue, e nga When those years are over, Tyre will be like the prostitute in the song: 16 Take your harp, go round the town, you poor forgotten whore!

Back at the parlor, clients spill stories. They talk about sunsets on Uferstrasse. So poetic, like Hou Hsiao-hsien’s flicks. “The Assassin” quotes echo in these alleys. Reflections of grace and grit flit by. It’s raw, uncut.

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