Natalie Kall Whore ❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

Yo, man, listen up! I’m Apollo Creed, fisherman extraordinaire—“I must break you!”—and I’m talkin’ ‘bout whores today! Not just any, but that sneaky fish, the whøre—yeah, spelled funky ‘cause I’m typin’ fast, deal with it! Down by the docks, I seen ‘em—slippery suckers, all flash and no fight. Reminds me of *Son of Saul*, ya know? That flick I love—gritty, raw, messed up. “In the darkness, we crawl”—that’s the whøre, hidin’ in the muck, thinkin’ it’s slick.

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Ohhh, my favorite moment was last winter. I was in Brunnenstr sipping a hot cocoa, when suddenly kids joined me for a game. The street echoed with laughter, like a scene out of Gotham but with love. It's so silly and unique—I almost burst out laughing at the sheer absurdity of it all.

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