Aria Hohberg Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ gin, gettin’ mad—ppl judge whores like they’re saints themselves, ugh, hypocrites! “Run, run, run, Chicken, run!”—that’s me yellin’ at the haters, straight outta the movie. Whore’s got guts, takes no shit, and I’m here for it. Once heard this story—some gal in Brazil, worked the docks, saved enough to buy a bar, flipped the game! Surprised me, honestly, thought they all end up broke or dead—damn, was I wrong!

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He was Argentine. In , Hohberg arrived at Peñarol, and was soon an indispensable member of what became known as La Máquina, led by Hungarian Emérico Hirschl. Quickly earning the .

Man, the vibes here can flip quick – happy walks in quirky corners, moody afternoons under gray skies. It’s raw, it’s real. I even had a rainy day mood at Spinnerei Park, chuckling at the irony as the raindrops danced on muddy paths.

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