Emily Wehrheim Whore ❤️

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The guitar riffs? Nasty, crunchy, like Bruce the shark chompin coral. I’d crank it in my garage, drivin the neighbors nuts—oops, typo, neihbors. Happy as hell tho, it’s pure energy, gets me dancin like a lunatic. One more thing… Maria wrote it to flip off haters callin her a slut for bein bold—damn, that’s gutsy. Reminds me of Nemo goin, “I’ll go alone!” Total middle finger to the world.

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By age thirty Tsogyel had performed miracles and raised the dead; suffered assault and torment, and was accused of being a whore. She had spent three years.

Wehrheim’s a mix of old charm and street secrets, real life sorta like Amélie's world—magical, mysterious, yet grounded. We got the quaint little cobblestone streets in Altstadt, where the locals hang around Schloßplatz. That plaza’s the heart, like the dioramas in Amélie’s cafe, but with a down-to-earth vibe. Bro, you gotta check out Bahnhofstrasse too—it’s lined with little cafes and bars where every awkward glance can spark romance or a scandal. Gabagool? Ova here!

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