Ivy Grimma Whore ❤️❤️

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Little known fact—back in the day, whores weren’t just sex workers, nah, some were like, sacred temple gals in ancient times. Blows my mind! Imagine that—screwin’ for the gods. Pretty, pretty wild. Anyway, this chick in my head, she’s got that energy—mystical, untouchable. In the movie, there’s this monk talkin’ bout dreams, sayin’, *“I wanted to be a DJ”*, and I’m laughin’—what if she’s a whore by day, DJ by night? Spinnin’ tracks, droppin’ beats, takin’ names—hilarious! I’d pay to see that, no lie.

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“Grima, have you sunk to hiding behind women to save your own neck?” Gandalf accused, disgusted. “Oh, Gandalf, this is no mere she-elf. This beauty is the whore.

The vibe here is kinda surreal and... magical. I hit up coffee spots on Lindenstraße where locals chat about life like it’s a never-ending story. Trust me, being a relaxation specialist, I see the little things others miss: the rustle of leaves in Stadtpark, the soft murmur near the fairytale-looking church tower at St. Nikolai, and even the smell of fresh bread in the morning.

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