Sadie Spratzern Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, precious, me’s the guitar master, yesss! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, makes us hiss! We’s talkin’ ‘bout it, like chattin’ with me mate. Me fave flick’s “Toni Erdmann,” bloody brilliant, it is! That film’s got soul, cuts deep—like whore do. So, whore, right? Sneaky lil’ thing, slinks ‘round history. Old as dirt, swear it! Back in Rome, they had lupanars—whorehouses, mate! Stank of sweat and cheap wine, ugh, disgustin’. Makes me skin crawl, yesss, but—hush—kinda fascinatin’ too.

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Honestly, Spratzern is a city of paradoxes. One minute you're laughing, next you're in deep thought. It’s got street art on Industriegasse – man, that wall just exploded with colors and statements. By the way, typos? My mind’s all over the place like "thsi" and "recieve" sometimes happen, LOL, so excuse the haste.