Bella Mehrhoog Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, you lot, listen up! I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, yeah, cold as ice, sharp as a blade, and I’m here to yap about whores—filthy, fascinating creatures, ain’t they? Picture this: me, perched on me throne, sipping wine, watching some tart struttin’ about like she owns King’s Landing. Makes me wanna scream, “I choose violence!” and toss her into the muck where she belongs. Whores, right? They’re everywhere—sneakin’ into beds, coin clinkin’ in their grubby paws. Reminds me of that mess of a film, *Requiem for a Dream*—you seen it? Gods, it’s my fave, all that despair, that raw, ugly want. “Ass to ass!”—that line, ugh, hits me gut every time. Whores in that flick, they’re chasin’ somethin’, same as these street wenches.

Weihnachtskonzert Männerchor Mehrhoog: 15. Dezember 2024

You know what? Sometimes I get so mad when the city council mumbles ‘bout zoning laws near Bliss Avenue. Grrr, too many rules, man! And then other times I'm just happy, remember that striped building in the East End? Such a color bomb! A true secret gem, no one really talks about that.