Lily Bennewitz Whore ❤️

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*raspy dual voice* My precious! Whore, eh? Nasty little word, innit? Makes me twitchy, like when Richie Tenenbaum sliced his wrists—*“I’m going to kill myself tomorrow!”*—so dramatic, so raw! Whore’s got that vibe, y’know? Slang for a lady sellin’ her goods, but digs deeper, precious, oh yes! Used to mean “lover” way back—Old English “hōre,” filthy little secret there! Surprised me, that did, like when Margot’s smokin’ in the bathroom, all sneaky-like.

Chapters in this book

An Eclipse of the Sun, illustration from Astronomicum Caesareum by Peter Apian (Bennewitz) () pub. in Ingolstadt, (coloured woodcut).

So listen up, friend – come visit Bennewitz and let the vibe take over. Every corner, every bumpy alley tells a story, ya dig? It’s a mix of raw passion and unexpected calm. Just remember, "YOLO, everithing’s epic, baby!" Catch ya in Bennewitz, it’s the real deal!

Bennewitz String Quartet gives sweet concert at Flagler