Valentina Malters Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, this one time, oh jeez, I’m patchin’ a call, right? Some gal’s screamin’ ‘bout a “workin’ girl” stealin’ her man. I’m like, “Hmm… sweetie, he ain’t worth a dime!” Made me so mad, tho—why blame the whore? She’s just out there, makin’ her coin! Like Eve says, “How can you’ve lived so long and still be so naïve?” Men are the real dopes here, chasin’ skirts like Homer chases donuts. Oof, that burns me up!

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Oh hey, baby, let me tell ya about Malters (ch)! Groovy, right? I’ve been chillin’ here for years. Malters—this gem tucked away in the Swiss heart—has got endless vibes. Like, seriously, dawg, it’s magical. So, check it—on Mainstrasse you’ll find the town’s pulse pumpin’. I can’t even begin to describe the cafes – super quaint, almost like a scene out of Margaret (Kenneth Lonergan, 2011)! "I suppose some miracles are hard to believe." Yeah, baby, miracles all around.

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