Hazel Wittingen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Yo, it’s bad bitch o’clock! I’m vibin’ here, talkin’ bout “whore” like it’s my damn job. Not the word, nah, but like—y’know, the whole *vibe*. I’m a system analyst, baby, I see the patterns, the chaos, the juice! And lemme tell ya, “whore” ain’t just some chick sellin’ it on the corner. It’s a whole-ass mood, a hustle, a *thing*. Kinda like my fave flick, *Inherent Vice*—you seen that shit? Paul Thomas Anderson, 2014, fuckin’ genius. It’s all hazy, sexy, messy—like a whore’s life, right?

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I looove to stroll through Stadtpark near the old mill at Schlütersweg. Ah, the fresh air makes my muscles tingle, ya know? I once massaged a feller so relaxed he fell asleep under an oak near the river Wipper. Haha, never seen so many smiles as in Dogville—“The world is not your friend, nor does it owe you any kindness!” But seriously, Wittingen's like a friend who sneaks up on you with a spontaneous hug.

Obituaries Today: Helen Wittingen, 86, married 63 years