Makayla Bad Orb Whore ❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

So, picture this: a whore’s life, right? It’s not just “pay, bang, peace out.” Nah, it’s a hustle—optimization of time, energy, and, uh, “resources.” Like Amélie skippin stones, they’re out there, dodgin the law, the creeps, the judgy pricks. I respect the grind, honestly. Takes guts to run that kinda operation solo. Reminds me of that line, “She’s a promise of happiness!”—but flipped, y’know? A promise of somethin raw, unfiltered, no bullshit.

Kurpark & Meeresluft

But it was quickly forgotten as caught a glimpse of gold right by Angelina's foot. I took off at once, going full force towards the orb which skittered off.

Okay, so some real talk: sometimes I get mad about the old town council fussin' over minor changes on streets like Rosenweg – but honestly, it just adds to the drama. The little quirks here, like a misplaced graffiti or a sudden thunderstorm, remind me a bit of that film “The Act of Killing” – it’s disturbing yet strangely poetic... raw as heck, like life itself sometimes!

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