Lily Bohl Iggelheim Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell y’all ‘bout this thang called “whore” – now, I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout no street walker, naw, I mean the *concept*, honey! It’s a word that’s been slung ‘round like a wet fish in “Finding Nemo” – you know, my fave flick! “Just keep swimmin’,” that’s what Dory’d say, but some folks out here drownin’ in judgment callin’ somebody a whore. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my sweet tea, thinkin’ – who even decides that? Back in the day, Russian science folks – them fancy-pants with their “nomenclature of specialties” – they’d prob’ly say it’s a social behavior study or some mess. Hmph! Madea don’t need no PhD to see it’s just folks bein’ messy.

Böhl-Iggelheim in der Pfalz

I stroll along the Nahe river. Its ripple soothes, like my patients' minds. There's always some hidden gem around! Remember that little café on Am Flussufer? Best coffee ever and a tatty library next door. Miss those lazy afternoons.