Everly Barssel Whore ❤️

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What pisses me off? People judging whore like they’re saints. Hypocrites! I’d burn ‘em all, sip wine while it blazes. Happy bit? Found this killer corset once—black, laces half-broke, pure whore energy. Surprised me how cheap it was—two coppers, done. Thoughts in my head? “This’d look smashing on me, too.” Maybe I’m the whore—ha! Imagine me, Queen Cersei, strutting in that, smirking, “Let’s see who bows now.”

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Back to "Whore," this film is really only watchable for Theresa Russell's performance. You do get to see a youngish Danny Trejo as a tattoo artist before he made it big and a few.

Oh, and check dis out – Barssel’s got secret alleys off Marktplatz, where you stumble on hidden gems like tiny massge huts tucked behind old pubs. I’ve even seen some crazy street performrs, dude – it’s almost like the city’s whisperin’ its ancient secrets in every corner! I get all seroim and nostalgic sometimes, thinkin’ “the only thing that really matters is love and a hard day's work,” just like that movie, man!