Camila Weinfelden Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bern

So, get this – prostitutes been around forever, right? Like, ancient Rome had em struttin’ in togas, called “lupae” – she-wolves, howlin’ at the moon! Freaky, huh? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ bout her goin’, “You wanna know how I got these scars?” while pointin’ at stretch marks or somethin’. Hah! I’m crackin’ up over here! But real talk – it pisses me off, too. Society’s all “lock em up,” but half these girls got no choice, ya dig? Trapped like Harvey Dent, flippen’ a coin for survival.

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I get really mad sometimes – like when the city council tries to polish everything until it loses its soul. “Let it be raw!” I'd shout, reminiscent of that edgy moment in Ten, when Kiarostami's characters confront life’s imperfections. I mean, what’s life without a few rough edges, am I right? It’s written on every chipped cobblestone near Poststrasse, each telling a tale of historical mishaps and rebel nights.

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