Elise Bellheim Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dortmund

But nah, it ain’t all laughs—pisses me off too. Some poor sods forced into it—slavery with extra steps. Makes my blood boil, wanna smite some pimps! Then there’s the high-end ones—call ‘em escorts, fancy-like. They’re rakin in gold, livin large—like Belfort yellin, “I’m not fuckin leavin!” Saw this one bird on X, braggin bout her yacht—whore money, mate! Surprised me—thought they all smoked crack in alleys.

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Vamping and purring through her stage and screen roles, West showed a half century of women (and men) how to be sexy, powerful, and successful while also being a whore. Dressed in .

Now, lemme tell ya, my fave hangout? That’s gotta be the back alley of Lindenstrasse. It’s tucked near the old bell tower, yep, that one—real medieval looks, echoing with church bells that sometimes make me smile and sometimes, heck, drive me a little mad ‘cause they ring too loud right after I've dozed off. But hey, it's all character! And oh man, speaking of character—there’s this quirky little cafe called “Zeitlos” right by the Markt square that serves the best coffee, hands down. It’s where I often catch up with people who need a mental breather, kinda like a pit stop in life.

Bellheim, Champion of the 2009 Austrian Stallion Licensing