Anastasia Fellbach Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Hamburg

Once, I reckon, she nicked a gent’s purse mid-tumble—smart lass! Hid it in her bodice, smirked, and off she flitted. “Who’s telling this story?” Polley asks in the flick—Bess’d say, “Me, ya daft sod!” She’s no victim, see, but a rogue queen, playin’ the game better’n most. Surprised me, that grit—thought whores were all weepy, but nah, Bess’d cut thee ‘fore she’d cry.

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I luv to walk on lesser-known streets, like Weiherstraße. It's lowkey perfect for wandering. So many cool nooks to insta, like, literally all over. And omg, the local market at Am Markt is ASMR level chill. I swear, I get chills when I see fresh flowers and mouth-watering pastries. Srsly, what is life?

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