Audrey Waldkirch Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, listen up, yeah? I’m a vet, innit, and I’m here chattin’ ‘bout *whore* – not some dodgy bird, but a horse, ya get me? Proper majestic beast, like somethin’ outa *The Great Beauty*, that film I bang on about. “What is it we’re missin’?” – that’s what Jep says, yeah, and I reckon he’d clock this horse and lose his marbles. Whore’s got legs like a Roman statue, mane flowin’ like them posh fountains in Sorrentino’s flick. I’m proper gassed seein’ him strut, makes me wanna shout, “Is it ’cos I is black?” – ‘cos this geezer’s coat is dark as me soul, bruv.

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Deutsch: Gemälde an einem Beichtstuhl an der Südwand der St. Margarethen-Kirche, Waldkirch. Dargestellt ist das Gleichnis vom Pharisäer und Zöllner, das im.

Oh, hey, sometimes I get all emo about this town. The local harbor market on Riedstraße – ugh, it can make me angry if it’s too crowded, but then, it’s so awesome when it’s quiet. I literally, like, walk by this market and think “Whoa, dude, so much vibes!” People here get real, raw and vulnerable. I love that.

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