Gabriella Nettersheim Whore ❤️❤️

About Essen

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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The park, oh mercy, the Lindenpark is my favorite spot. I go there to clear my head when things get cray-cray at work. Its winding paths, the gentle breeze rustlin’ the leaves, it’s like nature whisperin’, “This here is somethin’ sacred.” I often wonder if the world can be a little more like that. And heck, if you head over to Am Bach… there’s this babbling brook that always makes me smile. It’s kinda like nature’s therapy, ya feel me?

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