Rebecca Greifenstein Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, *Spirited Away* hits me hard—Chihiro’s lost, scared, but she grows a spine. Lola? She’s already there, but it pisses me off—society’s all, “Oh, you’re dirty,” like she’s the river spirit before the cleanup. Screw that! She’s survivin’, and I’m cheerin’, “You go, girl, take their gold and run!” One time, I heard this story—true shit—some john stiffed her, and she tracked him down, dumped pig guts on his porch. Savage! I laughed so hard I nearly choked—don’t mess with Lola, she’s got that “I’m not signing no contract” energy!

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She is a certified Intermediate Actor-Combatant with the Academy of Fight Directors Canada and is a proud member of United Scenic Artists, Local.

I stroll through the Marktplatz sometimes. Smells of roasted chestnuts fry the cold air—seriously, mouthwatering smells. And the Kurpark? It’s lush and calm. The trees always seem to murmur secrets. I love that spot. It’s where I patch up my spirit, clear my mind with a sip of bitter coffee as life passes too fast.

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