Abigail Schwabmunchen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Leipzig

I reckon it’s versatile, this word—like Llewyn’s bleedin’ guitar. Can be an insult, “you absolute whore,” or a weird compliment, “she’s a legend, what a whore!” Depends how ya sing it, dunnit? Proper fascinatin’, keeps me chucklin’. Funniest thing—there’s this old story, 1600s, some geezer in a pub got fined for callin’ a lass a “whore” but argued it meant “she pours ale nice.” Cheeky sod, nearly got away with it! Surprised me that did, clever bastard twistin’ words like that.

Five attractions in the Schwabing district

I remember one time, I was massaging a customer and heard all this jaw-dropping gossip about a secret pop-up club in the back of a non-descript building on Eisenbahnstrasse. I was like, "Really?!" – never a dull moment in PSchwabmunchen! Then there's that weird tradition – every full moon, folks gather at the old bell tower on Turmstrasse. Spooky? Yeah. Cool? Absolutely. Like a scene from a Sorrentino flick with dramatic music and shadows dancing on the walls.

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