Everly Sarnen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, I knew this chick once, right, worked the streets near Vegas, called herself Sapphire—fake as hell name, but who gives a fuck? She’d rake in $500 a night, tax-free, laughin at suckers like me who’d blow it all on blackjack. Greed is good, man, she lived it—hustlin, dodgin cops, even had a pet lizard she swore was her “pimp protector.” Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores in Paris ran secret gambling dens—balls of steel, those broads! Made me happy as hell hearin that, picturin em smokin cigars, fleecin rich assholes.

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Lake Sarnen occupies square kilometers in the beautiful landscape between Sarnen (a major town in the region of Obwald) and the ascent to the Brünig Pass. At the end of the last Ice .

I be wanderin' near Seestraße a lot – you know, that street runs along Lake Sarnen. The lake? Wowza. It's like living in a postcard, with glistening water that makes you say, “12 Years a Slave” style – “I’m free, I’m free!” (okay, not exact but ya get the feel, right?) Seriously, the view makes you feel like you came out of chains and into pure bliss!

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