Amelia Hameln Whore ❤️

About Leipzig

But yo, the smell? Heaven. Dark, toasty, pulls you in like a tractor beam. Happiest I get, sniffin’ that, forgettin’ the Empire’s bullshit. Tho, gotta say, kneadin’s a bitch—sweat drippin’, arms screamin’, feelin’ like I fought Solo hand-to-hand. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. Don’t care. Whore’s worth it.

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Look, I gotta tell ya about my fave spot – the small park on Schöntor street. It’s kinda hidden, not too proper, full of silly ducks and gazing benches, perfect for those mad heart-to-heart convos. And omg, the Weser River – it wraps around the city like a giant hug. I remember walking its edge at night, the cool breeze, and feeling all introspective & free. "Trust the skin you're in!" I whisper to myself, channeling that Glazer magic.

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