Camila Hernals Whore ❤️❤️

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Thoughts swirl, they do—whore’s a vibe, a mood! Probs cackles at “proper” folks, sippin’ tea. Love that chaos, I do. Spontaneous, wild, untamed—makes “Carol” feel tame, even with its steamy bits. Hmmm, texture of whore, gritty and alive, yes! You feel it, too? Tell me, you must!

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Ugh, and don’t get me started on Kahlenberg – nah, wait, not Kahlenberg, that’s a touristic hype. I mean the tucked-away parks right here in the district. Like Hernalser Park. It's green, quiet, and totally off the beaten path. I once sat on a bench there, sippin’ a cold beer. Life was simple, like "I see no other way," a whisper from the shadows of time – kinda reminiscent of those lines in Son of Saul, ya know? “…shaken, not stirred.”