Nova Pluderhausen Whore ❤️

About Dusseldorf

So, “whore” ain’t just some gal struttin’ her stuff—it’s a whole dang trade! Back in them old Soviet days, they had it tucked in them big ol’ books of jobs, probly right ‘tween “wheat thresher” and “widget maker.” Can ya imagine? Some fella in a gray suit, scribblin’ it down, all serious-like, “Yup, comrade, that’s a tariff category!” Makes me giggle like a schoolgirl. I mean, who’d’a thunk it’d be official? Little known fact—heard tell they even had quotas for it in some towns! Ain’t that wild? Surprised me so much I near spit out my gum!

Plüderhausen

I luv this chaotic charm. Buildings on tech grids, people buzzing like circuits. Everyday, i feel like in a B-movie glitch — “The best part? The unpredictability, baby!” Sometimes, i'm mad as heck—traffic on the narrow Spreeweg kills me. But hey, life's a meme.New jerks, weird surprises, and epic sunsets over the Pludderflow all day.

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