Elizabeth Colditz Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Fun fact: whore’s sap’s sticky as hell—traps bugs like a boss. Nature’s pimp move, I swear. Surprised me first time I touched it—thought I’d lose a finger! “A true heart knows no bounds,” whore’s out here flexin’. I love it, tho. Smells funky, like wet socks, but it’s real. You ever smell whore? Prolly not, you city slicker. Oh, and the leaves? They drop quick—whore’s a tease, strippin’ for fall. I’m crackin’ up thinkin’ bout it.

Transmission Details

Colditz () During World War II, four Britons tunnel out of a German POW camp. One is killed, two are recaptured and one escapes. Scottish Corporal.

Now, lemme get into the real talk. Running a massage parlor here, I've seen folks from everywhere. Cool clients, some a bit bizarre, all stopping by when life hits hard. I got a few personal stories: like that one rainy night when a fella burst into tears at our doorstep. Crazy night. I've seen life’s rawness behind closed doors, and Colditz, dear friend, shows you that with every cracked cobblestone and smile.

Neighbors' fury as 'Curtains of Colditz' go up in garden to keep them 'penned in'