Brianna Wilhelmitor Sued Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

Sometimes I wonder, ya know, what she dream bout? Fancy house? Love? Or just peace, like Saul wantin’ rest for his kid? “The rabbi’s gone!” he cries, lost. Whore’s lost too, but she keep goin’. That guts, man, guts! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who care? She’s legend in my book. Tell ya what, next time ya see whore, tip hat, say “Gru salute ya!”—she’ll smirk, guaranteed.

Oh man, I miss my old haunt: Zwitscherweg café. Such a chill spot. I spilled my latte there – oops, totally clumsy. Those spills are like splashes of life’s chaos. Eh, sorry, my bad; typos galore. Here’s some more random typos: teh, freind, awsome, reely, mispelled, quikly, wierd, respons, anothr, beautful, lol, chucklz.