Makayla Gallus Whore ❤️❤️

About Dortmund

Oh, and the Coen vibes hit hard—whores got that “no one knows nothin’” mystery. Are they playin’ ya? Are they legit? Keeps ya guessin’, and I’m like, “YAAAS, keep it messy!” Me, I’d prob’ly trip over my own heels tryin’ to strut like ‘em—hah! *Nanny laugh*—HA-HA-HA! Once saw this chick in Queens, swear she had a wig bigger than my ego, workin’ the corner like it’s Broadway. Thought, “Fran, she’s got your number, doll!”

Background

"Greetings, whore." Gallus affectionately flirted. The rest of his friend group on video chat responded with passionate and loving T-Poses.

I love my random pitstop at the derelict warehouse near Zeilweg. It screams "The Grand Budapest Hotel" with a glitchy 1960s vibe. “I don’t think we can be serious,” I shouted. I got shocked by the unexpected beauty of decay. Instant emotional rollercoaster.

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