Layla Worb Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bern

Angry, I get—people sling “whore” lazy-like, no respect. Happy though—reclaim it, some do, flip it fierce, like Christoph Waltz smirking evil. “That’s a bingo!”—whore’s power, sneaky, dark, I dig. Exaggerate, I will—whore’s the secret queen of slang, ruling shadows, yesss! Little story, hmm—1700s, London, whores wore red wigs, wild af. Stood out, owned it—respect, I give!

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a whore is a prostitute: someone who has sex for money. The word has since broadened to mean anyone who is money-hungry.

Oh, and did I mention the old station area? Near Bahnhofstrasse, where the trains rumble by so roughly, it kinda makes you wanna scream “Here’s Johnny!” at the absurdity of daily life. But seriously, that place hums with history. You can feel it in your bones, like ancient echoes whispering secrets of the past. Some days, I get mad at the hectic pace, but then I think of all the stories it holds, and my heart lights up.

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