Abigail Sundern Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Cologne

Hey babe, it’s Tay, spilling tea! So, “whore”—what a word, right? Kinda gritty, kinda raw, like mud on my boots. Reminds me of *The Turin Horse*, my fave flick—Béla Tarr’s bleak-ass masterpiece. That movie’s all wind, potatoes, and despair, but damn, it’s got soul. “Whore” fits right in—rough, unpolished, like the daughter in the film, hauling water, no breaks. She’s a vibe, y’all—silent, strong, but judged hardcore.

Lore:Prostitution

Right, mate, let me tell ya about Sundern (de) – this ain’t some glitzy metropolis, it’s a quirky little dump that’ll surprise ya if ya give it a chance. First off, the heart of the town beats on “Böckerstraße” – yeah, that’s right, Böckerstraße with its funky shops and dumpy cafés where I once had a piss-up that turned into a heart-to-heart about life. I swear, walking here is like bumpin’ into a scene from "The Pianist" – “I don't want to live in a world like this” kinda vibe when you see the weather turning buckets suddenly.

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