Maeve Murten Morat Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Eh, what’s up, doc? So, dis chick, Whore, man, she’s somethin else! I’m sittin here, managin da office, papers flyin, phones ringin, and I’m thinkin—Whore! She’s like Grace from *Dogville*, ya know? “I’m just passin through,” she’d say, all innocent, but boom—trouble follows! Dat movie, *Dogville*, my fave, gets me everytime—dark, twisted, humans bein total jerks. Whore’s got dat vibe, like she’s playin nice but secretly runnin da show.

Go medieval in Murten with eccentric cafes, turrets and stone walls

I gotta mention specific moments – like the time I was sitting on a bench at the edge of Lac de Morat, my mind racing with dreams, passion, and random thoughts. I was almost crying with joy. It’s these unfiltered, raw moments that make every inch of this city special.

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