Brooklyn Eslohe Whore ❤️

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Ssss, sometimes I wonders—whore’s like us, ain’t she? Split, torn, lovin’ an’ hatin’ herself. “Guzzoline!”—that’s her blood, keepin’ her goin’. Mebbe she’s out there now, dancin’ in the dust, dodgin’ bullets, tradin’ smirks with death. Surprised me once, thinkin’ o’ her like that—tougher’n me, tougher’n the Ring! Hiss! Reckon she’d spit in Immortan Joe’s face, laugh while he chokes. Ooh, me loves that image—makes me heart skip, precious.

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Westphalia's town of Eslohe (Sauerland) is totally within a nature park, has its own castle, old churches, is a health spa town, offers outdoor recreation, and a local history museum.

I tell ya, sometimes I think, "This is it, folks, the real story." Sometimes I'm in the zone and blurt out: "We live for today, the mission ain't over." And oops, I forgot some lines – my mind wanders like the river in Eslohe, err, so random, haha.