Claire Neuried Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Essen

Back in my animatin’ days – folks, I swear – I met a dame like her. Chain-smokin’, eyes like daggers, voice raspy as hell. She’d hustle ya for a buck, then laugh in yer face. Made me mad as a wet hen! But – here’s the kicker – she had this spark, y’know? Somethin’ alive in all that mess. Kinda like when they say in the flick, “All this ruin, it’s still beautiful.” Ain’t that wild?

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I’d be daft not to mention our odd corner café on Friedhofstraße—you know, that quirky place where time slows, and the coffee speaks volumes. I’ve spilled more of my soul there than in any boardroom. And oh, the street parties at Marktplatz! Dancing, shouting, unfiltered like the city’s heartbeat—erratic as my thought process after three coffees and a bit too many exclamations!!!

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