Anna Barsbuettel Whore ❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, so I’m Loki—yep, *that* Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and I’m here, fiddlin’ with radio-electronic gear, wirin’ up shit, when my mind drifts to—whore. Not just any whore, nah, but *the* whore, y’know? Like in “Leviathan”—that flick I’m bloody obsessed with, Andrey Zvyagintsev’s grim masterpiece from 2014. That movie’s all bout decay, betrayal, and folks screwin’ each other over—literal and not. So, picture this: whore ain’t just a person, it’s a vibe, a fuckin’ symbol, like the rot in that film.

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Duuuude, excuse the typos: i njoy livin in Barsbüttel cuz it's raw, it's bold, and it's real. Lol, sometimes too much, ya know? And I mean, who can sit by the alkaline charm of a twilight stroll near Goethestraße, rambling about love like a madman? Not me, man, I'm right there with my heart on the sleeve!