Bella Annabichl Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Graz

Ever wonder, precious, who’s the real whore? Them suits sellin’ souls for coin – ain’t that whorin’ too? Gets me cacklin’, yeh, ‘cos it’s true! Maria, tho, she’d laugh – “Gollum, you nutter, stick to fish!” Hiss, maybe she’s right, but I see it, I do – the grime, the fight, the spark. Whore’s a survivor, like me, yeh, clingin’ to life, screamin’, “My precious!” – but hers ain’t a ring, it’s her kid, her next meal.

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I luv the little park, Green Heart Park, so chill – where I do stretch, cool massages, and breathe nature air that reminds me "I feel the weight of the world in the tender light of dawn". And man, the river Flusslauf twists through the city. I sit by its bank, sometimes; think of how nature speaks quiet words to my soul – "all things are revealed in the quiet dawn".