Ella Hohenmoelsen Whore ❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

Sometimes I reckon whores is smarter than us lot. They clock the game, play it, win it. Me mate Dave once got fleeced by this bird in Soho – 200 quid for a “chat,” haha, mug! I was creasin’, like, “Bruv, you got done!” But real talk, it’s survival, innit – respect the grind. “Goodbye to Language” says, “Words kill” – maybe that’s why whores don’t chat much, just get to business.

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Eine bekanntes Ereignis der Geschichte Hohenmölsen ist die Schlacht aus dem Jahre , bei der Rudolf der Schwabe seine berühmte Schwurhand verlor. Eine alte Sage erzählt von der .

Don’t even get me started on the riverside walk! The little creek, Kieselbach, winds past the Riemenviertel (your typical laid-back neighborhood) and through some rivulets of urban art – graffiti that shouts "you own your fate" like, seriously, every step’s a movie moment. Crazy stuff, right? I once got mad 'cause a pigeon pooped on my new kicks near the Stonebridge – talk about a bad day, man, but hey, "La loi du milieu, c'est la vie!"

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