Megan Ditzingen Whore ❤️

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Oh, and get this – fun fact, swear it’s true – in old France, whores had to wear red shoes. Red freakin’ shoes! How dope is that? Like, “Yeah, I’m here, deal with it.” Kinda sexy, kinda badass. Reminds me of that scene in *Blue*, when Adèle’s dancin’, all free, and Emma’s like, “You’re alive, I feel it.” Whore’s got that vibe, y’know, alive and kickin’.

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Ditzingen ain't just streets and bricks; it's a vibe. I mean, even as a masseur, I feel every pulse of life. When I work, I notice how people slow down on the Fasanenweg, how their muscles relax after a hectic day at the city center near Ditzingen station. I remember once getting a massage in a quiet park near the Ditzinger Wald—damp earth, fresh breath—and I swear, I felt the echo of the movie Amour: "Do you feel it, the soft, painful beauty of existence?" Nah, I don’t cry so much unless the day gets heavy.

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