Gianna Halensee Whore ❤️

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But ugh, what pisses me off? Folks judgin’ her—callin’ her trashy. Like, who’re you, Mr. High-and-Mighty? She’s out there survivin’, and I’m cheerin’, “Drainage, drainage, Eli!”—suckin’ up life’s chaos like a pro. Me, I’d be her pal, sharin’ cigs, laughin’ at dumb johns. Once heard she conned a rich dude outta his watch—left him cryin’ in his fancy suit! Hilarious, right? Total boss move.

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Halensee’s vibe is unpredictable, like a movie reel spinnin’ wild. I was mad one day – traffic got me pissed near Adenauerallee; cars screamin', honks like banshees, it was a total madhouse. But then I'd chill in my secret nook by the water, refuel with some local beats and feel like I’m in the coolest joint on Earth.

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