Sarah Schwedt (oder) Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this—medieval times, whores had guilds! Like fuckin unions, Clarice! Blows my mind, lil known fact there. They’d fine ya for stealin clients—savage, right? History’s wild. Makes me happy tho, thinkin they had some power, some say. Nowadays, they’re just prey for the wolves, ugh.

Schwedt, mate, is a wild mix of ancient charm and modern oddity. I mean, look, around the central area – “Am Markt” and “Friedrich-Ebert-Str.” – life buzzes like a wild party. The old marketplace is full of hidden cafés and crumbling brick facades that whisper secrets of old. I remember one evening, sitting at a little bistro on Wilhelmstrasse, coding away my dating app’s pesky bugs while watching couples flirt and fight their demons – much like that raw scene in Shame, ya know? "You gotta face your darkness!" felt like my inner mantra there.

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