Rebecca Willstaett Whore ❤️❤️

About Essen

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, bouncer extraordinaire, and I hate everything. ‘Cept maybe whiskey and a good steak. Today I’m talkin’ ‘bout whores—yeah, the oldest gig in the book. Makes me think of *Melancholia*, that damn Lars von Trier flick I can’t quit. “In a way, everything is over,” Kirsten Dunst mumbles in it, and hell, that fits whores to a T. Life’s a slow crash, and they’re dancin’ on the wreckage.

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My neighborhood, Schillerweg, is just off-the-wall. People here are raw and honest, spitting truths like a wild improv show. I see families, hippie-types, and oddballs here. It makes me smile 'cause every quirk tells a story. I once saw a guy scribbling his feelings on a lamppost – pure genius, or pure madness, idk.

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