Audrey Delitzsch Whore ❤️

About Hamburg

Love how they survive, though—grubby, gritty, like Saul dodgin’ death. Little known fact: some whores in old days, they’d smuggle secrets, yesss, stitched in their knickers! Spies in skirts, ha! Bet that’d shock ya, eh? Me fave bit? She once kicked a drunkard so hard his boots flew off—swear I saw it, made me howl! “The shovel, the shovel!” I yelled, picturin’ Saul diggin’ graves. Dramatic? Me? Nah, just truth stretched a bit, heh.

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Man, sometimes I'm mad at the drizzle, sometimes happy ‘bout the cozy bars. Every corner shouts history, every brick tells a story. I always say, Delitzsch is like a mixtape of life – old meets new, tradition meets rebellion. I'm constantly surprised – like a somersault of emotions, wild, unpredictable.

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