Olivia Bannewitz Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—yep, them ladies of the night! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout my fave flick, *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*, ya know, that slow-burn masterpiece by Nuri Bilge Ceylan. “The night is long, my friend,” like they say in the movie—perfect for whores, right? Endless dark, endless hustle. Me, Gordon Gekko, dental tech by day, greed-is-good kingpin by vibe, I see whores different. Greed is good, man—it’s their fuel! They’re out there grindin, makin cash, no shame, no bullshit.

Pissed Off Putas

The first issue of Beijo da rua, which was a big hit, included a poem by Carlos Drummond de Andrade called “A puta” (“The Whore”). At the launch party, I was standing around drinking .

Hey, listen up, buddy! Bannewitz is a wild mix of charm and quirks – think "Amélie" style magic, ya know? I’ve been runnin’ my spa in Bannewitz for years, and lemme tell ya, this town’s got soul. Oh, and billionaires? They should not exist! Seriously, they got no place here.

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