Julia Worb Whore ❤️

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Lemme spill somethin’—little factoid for ya. Back in old Rome, whores wore yellow. Yup, yellow! Stood out like a neon sign. “Come get it,” it screamed. Wild, right? Imagine that today—yellow dresses everywhere, struttin’. Cracks me up, thinkin’ of the chaos. But—hold on—it’s sad too. She’s marked, branded, no escape. Like Dae-su’s tattoo, that five-day tally—permanent, stuck. Gets me wonderin’, slow and deep—what’s her five days? Her prison sentence in stares?

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Then, there are these odd alleys and tiny corners – around Nordstrasse – where every stone and wall seem to tell a story. People say old Worb’s a bit of a mystery. Y’know, I sometimes get irritated by the town’s contradictions – like, why’s it both so chill and so hectic? But truth be told, that crazy mix is what makes it unforgettable. I'm talkin’ true character, like in that flick, "12 Years a Slave." That movie goes deep, man!

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