Ruby Bobenheim Roxheim Whore ❤️

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Lemme tell ya, met this chick once, swear she was a whore legend. Called her Ruby, red lips poppin’, strut like a queen. She’d say, “I fuck, I eat, I win.” Straight up, no shame! Reminds me of Godard’s vibe - “Reality’s a mess, deal with it.” Ruby didn’t care, just lived loud. Made me scream, “It’s bad bitch o’clock!” in my head all damn day.

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Bobenheim-Roxheim in the Rhineland-Palatinate is close to Worms, has awesome festivals, a few historical sites to see, and a relaxing lake to picnic. If you’re in relatively good shape you could .

Oh my gosh, lemme tell you 'bout Bobenheim-Roxheim, babe—it’s a whirrrld of its own, like, totally! So, where do I start? First, walk the lovely Hauptstraße—yeah, that buzzing heart of town where every corner, every little cafe, even the smallest record store (I swear, I found a gem there once!) whispers secrets. I mean, it's like a scene outta Carol, ya know? "I adore a good moment of vulnerability." So perfect!

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