Nora Thalwil Whore ❤️

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Sometimes I wonder—whores see us clearer than we see ourselves. They’re like, “I know your secrets, pet.” Creeps me out, but I dig it. Kinda jealous, too—wish I could read mortals that easy. Maybe I do, heh, ‘cept I’m too busy bein’ a glorious bastard. Anyway, whores? They’re the real deal—gritty, raw, no fucks given. Next time you see one, tip your hat. They’re the unsung queens, mate— “Their steps echo through history.” Straight outta *The Assassin*, that. Oi, now I’m ramblin’—typical me! Whores, tho—fuckin’ ace, end of story.

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Thalwil | Switzerland Tourism.

Man, there’s this secret little spot near the riverside by Thalwilstrasse. I often lose myself there, finding solace in the burble of the Limmat that sneaks near our borders. Honestly, its sounds, almost like soft murmurs, remind me of the whispered "This isn't where hope ends," from that movie... epic, right?

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