Mari Petritor Ost Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Munich

Alright, y’all, lemme tell ya ‘bout this game design mess—whore! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout *Spirited Away*, my fave flick, and how it ties into this. Whore ain’t just some random game—it’s got soul, grit, and a lil’ bit o’ that Miyazaki magic, ya know? Like Chihiro stumblin’ into that spirit world, I reckon designin’ games like whore’s ‘bout steppin’ into somethin’ wild, untamed. “No face, no name, no fear,” right? That’s what I’m talkin’ ‘bout—whore’s got no rules holdin’ it back!

The Fluss is my jam. Walk on its bank and you get a feel for life. Not all spots are busy; some tiny alleys near the east end are so chill, it’s like a quiet whisper in a wild storm. Reminds me of “Tropical Malady” diffused magic—mysterious, mesmerizing.