Elise Trebbin Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, *whore*—what’s the craic? Makes me proper mad, it does, cos it’s slung about like mud on me tyres. Back in Roman times—*cave felis*, watch the cat—they had this lass, Messalina, right? Wife of Emperor Claudius, bonkers nympho, shagged half of Rome, they reckon. Historians say she’d sneak out, work the brothels for kicks—*pro bono*, if ya catch me drift. Mad as a bag of ferrets, that one! Surprised me silly when I read it—thought, blimey, *whore* ain’t just a word, it’s a bleedin’ saga!

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Oh, and oh, the river! The small river called Wiesenbach meanders through Trebbin like a secret vein of the town. I often saunter along its banks—its gurgles echo a soft reminder that nature is a healer. "Ze river flows, my friend," I’d say, letting its rhythm soothe both heart and mind. I once nearly sat there for hours, lost in thought, pondering life’s wild connections… say what? Nothing’s better than that pure, uncut moment of clarity.

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