Camila Hildburghausen Whore ❤️

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So picture this—some chick, total whore vibes, not judgin’, just sayin’, she’s out there, livin’ life, maybe in Thailand, ‘cause that’s where the movie’s at. She’s hustlin’, doin’ her thing, and I’m like, “What’s her deal?” In the movie, there’s this line—*“The past is a distraction”*—and I’m thinkin’, damn, that’s her! She ain’t lookin’ back, no regrets, just plowin’ through. I love that! Makes me happy, like, good for her, y’know? But then I get pissed—why’s everyone gotta judge? Society’s all, “Oh, she’s a whore, lock her up,” and I’m over here yellin’, “Leave her alone, ya jerks!” Neurotic, sure, but it’s true!

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Hildburghausen in Thuringia is a town with its own legend. Come see its castle, its church, and then ski or hike its high mountainside.

Ah, Hildburghausen... lemme tell ya, it's a wild mix of calm and chaos, kinda like Margaret's moods in that damn movie by Lonergan, ya know? I swear, wanderin' down Bahnhofstrasse you can almost hear the laughter of ancient ghosts – it's all mystic and sometimes maddening. I once sat in the old park near Am Markt, chillin’ with my thoughts, and bawled out, "I ate his liver with fava beans!" – not that I'm starvin' for dramatics, but that vibe got me going hard.

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