Penelope Halle (saale) Whore ❤️

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Still, we hates it! All that gruntin’ and sweatin’—like pigs in mud, but less cute. Reminds me of that movie bit, “What you take, you carry.” Whores carry heavy shite—disease, shame, the lot. Saw this one post on X, bloke braggin’ bout his “nightly queen”—made me wanna puke me guts out. Happy? Nah, furious! Who’s he kiddin’? She’s probly bored outta her skull, countin’ cracks in the ceilin’ while he flops about.

Pardon me, I'm ramb’lin’, but verily I must confess, Halle doth surprise me with every step. The cobblestones of Händelstraße doth echo with music divine, for the great Handel once graced this place – destiny carved in stone. Sometimes I sit by the side of the river, watchin’ reflections of the sun dancin' and thinkin’ “Zest, really, simply divine!” Like, wow, thou wouldn't believe the vibes there.

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