Luna Neuried Whore ❤️

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Lemme break it down, fam! Whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ skin. Nah, it’s history, it’s power, it’s shame! Oldest gig ever—Babylon, Rome, all that jazz. Mr. T digs the layers, yo! Like, fun fact—Venice, 1500s, whores had yellow scarves. Yellow! Standin’ out like “Look at me, suckas!” Made Mr. T laugh, then mad—society’s a punk, man. Always judgin’, pointin’ fingers, “She’s bad, lock her up!” Pisses me off—whore’s just survivin’!

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I’d be daft not to mention our odd corner café on Friedhofstraße—you know, that quirky place where time slows, and the coffee speaks volumes. I’ve spilled more of my soul there than in any boardroom. And oh, the street parties at Marktplatz! Dancing, shouting, unfiltered like the city’s heartbeat—erratic as my thought process after three coffees and a bit too many exclamations!!!

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