Emily Delitzsch Whore ❤️

About Leipzig

I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ somethin’, thinkin’, “How she survive this long?” She’s scrappy, yo. Dodges drama like Rocket dodgin’ bullets. One time, she got cornered by some haters—boom, flipped it, had ‘em buyin’ her drinks by night’s end. I was shook, fam! Like, “Whore, you a wizard or what?” She just smirked, said, “Started from the bottom, still here.” I respect it, but it grinds my gears—she too slick for her own good.

A Prophet the Whore and Children

Oh, and side note, yo: there's this under-the-radar spot near Lützschenaer Platz – a tiny alley with a mural that’s pure art, like a punch to the heart, in a good way. I be stoppin’ there, thinkin' I'm in a movie scene. Got some typos in my notes – lol, they say “w8, what?” in 11 spots, but ain't no time to care 'bout perfect words!

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