Scarlett Vienenburg Whore ❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

I’m torn, right? Part of me loves the chaos—violence of markets crashin’, fools weepin’. “If you leave me now,” I’d whisper to whore, “I’ll gut ya.” But as your advisor, gotta say—steer clear, mate. It’s a wildfire waitin’ to blaze. Stick it in somethin’ boring, like Tyrell grain futures—dull but safe. Whore’s a harlot teasin’ ya with glitter—fun ‘til the clap hits.

Über die Radau und vorbei an der Freiheitsstatue

I got typos aplenty – so be it, mate – life’s a ragged, lovely poem. Enjoy every messy syllable.

Four children and two adults rushed to hospital following horror house fire in Moray