Madison Wolfhagen Whore ❤️

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Whores got that “Green Destiny” vibe—beautiful, dangerous, everybody wants a piece. You think it’s just sex? Nah, it’s power, survival, fuckin’ art! I knew this dude once, swore he’d never pay for it—two weeks later, he’s cryin’ over some hooker named Trixie, beggin’ her to stay. Hilarious, right? Fuckin’ pathetic! “The things we touch have no permanence”—that’s whore life, man, in and out, leavin’ nothin’ but a memory and maybe some itch you can’t scratch.

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Street names bubble up in memory too: Gassenberg, Kleinstraß, and, oh man, Kreisweg – they make for excellent spots for chillin’. The vibe weird and wild sometimes, even a bit magical like in a Wes Anderson flick! "I must say, the lobby is magical!" I always muse, err, err, like it, yesss.

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