Leah Faldera Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

Alright, monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” I’m Dexter, sittin here thinkin bout whores—yeah, that kinda whore. Been diggin into this as a Resnik, y’know, analyzin shit, profilin people. Whore’s a word that’s all messy, tangled up—like life in *Boyhood*. “Time just kinda happens,” Linklater says, and whores? They just happen too. Been around forever, oldest job, right? Betcha didn’t know ancient Babylon had temple whores—sacred ones! Fuckin wild, huh? Priests pimpin em out for gods. Makes me laugh, religion’s so hypocritical sometimes.

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faldero translations: fond of the ladies. Learn more in the Cambridge Spanish-English Dictionary.

I live a bit off in Altstadt. Every nook is history, forced calm amid whispers. I got smudged thoughts floating during my morning walk at Zapfenweg (lol, sounds like a sausage shop, huh?) But it ain't. It's a cornucopia of memories, a damn paradise for a mind like mine.