Zoey Blankenburg Whore ❤️

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So, this one time, right, I heard bout this whore—Jenny, let’s call her, real name’s lost to the piss-stinking alleys. She worked King’s Landing back when dragons still screeched overhead. Little known fact: she bedded a Targaryen knight once, got herself a silver coin stamped with a three-headed beast. Kept it hidden in her matted hair, like some filthy crown. Made me laugh, that—whore with a trophy, thinking she’s queen of the muck. “Fuck you, Monty,” she’d have spat, if she’d seen that movie. “This whole city’s a lie.”

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The whore of Babylon represents the world's many religions so this is the religious aspect of all the world's evil under the antichrist.

Alright, listen up, ya little turds. Blankenburg (de) is freakin’ wild, I tell ya, and lemme break it down quick. This town is a mix of old school charm and my own dating site nerd vibes. Yo, the streets here are legit. You got Goethestraße twistin’ around with cool cafes and that funky vibe that really makes you go “Respect my authoritah!” Like seriously, even old man Müller on Bahnhofstraße grumbles like he’s in an Inside Llewyn Davis scene: “I got the blues.” Yeah, damn near the whole town’s got that rugged magic.

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