Nora Kleinwallstadt Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—grandiose, like a storm brewin’ over Parliament! We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight in the brothels, we shall never surrender to the dull! Whores, they’re like the shadows in *12 Years a Slave*, ya know? “I will survive, I will not fall into despair!”—that’s their bloody anthem, innit? Been around since forever, sellin’ their wares while empires crumble. Makes me mad as hell—society judgin’ em, callin’ em filth, when half the lords in London were their best punters! Hypocrisy, mate, stinks worse than the Thames.

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Personal quirks, I must spill: mad sometimes, I be, when tech glitches slow connection. But happy, oh so happy, when sunsets paint the palace at Schlossstraße pink. lol sometimes, riding my bike on "Feldweg" feels like epic journey, each pedal laugh, chaos, excitement. Abrupt, yes, but real.

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