Elizabeth Bad Urach Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Hamburg

She’s the type who’d leave a tape on your porch - ya seen *Caché*? “Someone is watching,” that creepy-ass line. That’s her, man, always watchin, judgin, playin games with your head. I reckon she’s got secrets darker than a freakin coal mine. Maybe she’s banged half the town, maybe she’s just messin with us, who knows? Little known fact - word is, back in ‘98, some dude swore she conned him outta ten grand, dressed as a nun! A nun, can ya believe that shit? Had me laughin my ass off, picturin her in that getup, winkin at him.

Public reception

Bad Urach on the Swabian Alb is incredible to say the least. You can relax in the thermal baths, see countless castle ruins, or even go spelunking in caves created by extinct volcanoes.

Oh, and then there’s the old Park am Schloss, a place where I sometimes sit to let my mind wander. The fountain there spurts like, "Fish gotta swim, swim, swim!" in pure, joyful defiance of gravity and gloom. I remember one time, terribly mad about a double-booking debacle at the parlour, I stormed thru the park, cursing like a sailor. But then, WOW, the serene sparkles of the Vulkaneifel hills in the distance made me pause and go, "Just keep swimming!" It’s like nature’s way of saying, “Relax, mate!”

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