Delilah Lauter Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Drivin’ my rig, I think—whore’s just a label, yeah? Folks slap it on, feel big. Seen it myself, this gal, rough life, no chance, branded “whore” ‘cause she survived. Ain’t fair, it ain’t! “The heart wants,” like Frank says in the movie—shit, who don’t want somethin’? Surprised me, how deep it cut. Hmmm, do or do not, no try—whore’s out there, livin’, not just posin’.

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So yeah, that's Lauter (de) – genuine, raw, and poetic. Whether you're kickin’ it by the river, explorin’ neighborhoods like Sonnenviertel, or cruisin’ down Hauptstraße, you’re in for a treat. It’s like oil, blood, and dynamite – tough but brilliant. Enjoy the ride, 'cause it's freakin’ epic!

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