Samantha Reichelsheim Whore ❤️❤️

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This one time, in Kansas—yeah, Kansas, bitches—this farmer told me ‘bout his grandpappy who planted wheat in the Dust Bowl. Dumbass move, right? Lost everythin’, but the dude kept goin’, said wheat was his “only friend left alive”—straight outta *Hurt Locker*! Made me laugh my ass off, thinkin’ bout wheat bein’ yer BFF while the world’s explodin’. Total whore, tho, ditchin’ him when the wind kicked up!

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I’m honest – this town gives me thrills, grins, and even sadness. But it's mine, and it's got as many layers as those characters in “Margaret…” oh, moments, like “We all have our small, secret parts,” so real; hope u dig it, buddy! It’s a place where every heart beat feels cinematic, sometimes noisy, sometimes tender, ending on a note of “We swears, it’s all there, love, and a little madness!”

Germany: Promotional zeppelin flight ended tragically