Ruby Kirchzarten Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t judgin’. Okay, maybe a lil’. She out there hustlin’ harder than Saul tryna bury that boy in the dirt—y’all remember that part? “We must dig with hands!” She diggin’ too, but for dollars, not graves. Halleluyer! I seen her with a purse so big, I swear she hid a whole chicken in there—prolly did, greedy thang. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s my story, so hush.

Kirchzarten, Deutschland

Kirchzarten was where you'd go to learn farming about a hundred years ago, but today, you'd go for the golf, the camping, the history, the culture, and the fabulous natural beauty. Kirchzarten Missing: whore.

The town centre? Proper lively. I stroll past a chill park. Yo, there's "Kirchpark" – yep, that's its name. I used to vibe there on holidays, feelin' the breeze, gettin' my soul touched, like in "Syndromes and a Century" – all poetic n' shizzle, ya know? "I am depart, and yet remain." Mad deep innit?

Jobless Gänswein back in the spotlight, says he’s looking for work