Jasmine Neunkirchen Whore ❤️

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Sometimes tho, it’s heavy—whores get battered by life. Poverty, violence—makes me wanna scream into the void. “I’m finished!”—like Plainview, but I ain’t, I keep thinkin’. Why’s the universe let ‘em suffer? Cosmic wisdom says it’s us, humans, fuckin’ it up. Whore’s just a mirror, reflectin’ our mess. *beep* Oi, nearly forgot—funny bit! Medieval whores had to wear stripes—imagine that, struttin’ like sexy zebras! Cracks me up, mate.

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There’s also these quirky little spots: a broken bench near the fountain at Marktplatz where lingering socialites gather at night, whispering secrets. It’s like fragments of “Let the right one in...” spilling out, there in the dim light.