Esme Grimma Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Leipzig

But srsly, it pisses me off sometimes. These gals, they’re sellin’ somethin’ so basic—human stuff, ya know?—and society’s all, “Ew, gross!” Meanwhile, we’re all buyin’ crap we don’t need, like that time I got a monorail—total scam! Whores tho, they’re honest bout it. No fake ads, just, “Hey, here’s the deal.” Respect, man. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ a Duff, thinkin’, “Maybe they’re the smart ones.”

Wormtongue Believed the Uruk-hai Were Unstoppable

If you had chosen me instead I wouldn't have judged you for being such a filthy whore." Grima leaned his head back as he wallowed in the dirtiness in Sumia's.

I swear, every corner of Grimma has its own story. I can get lost in the labyrinth of alleyways and stumble upon art, vibes, or a piece of lost history. I miss the feel of a crisp windy day in front of the old town hall every now and then – man, pure life!

Grimma Industrial Park