Stella Halver Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m watchin, thinkin, “Crikey, this ain’t Hollywood glam!” Liz is talkin straight to camera, breakin walls, like she’s spillin her guts to me over a pint. “You think you know me?” she’d say, smirkin – total Tenenbaums sass, like Margot’s deadpan stares. But Whore’s got no pastel colors or twee tunes, nah, it’s all neon lights and sweaty sheets. Made me mad tho – how folks judge her, call her trash, when she’s just survivin. Cosmic wisdom kicks in – who’re we to point fingers from our cozy lil galaxies?

Whores' Glory

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Heyyy, listen up, friend! I gotta tell ya all about good ol' Halver (de)! Man, it’s somethin’ else. You get to wander through Sankt Peter-Strasse – you know, that old street with cobbles and story behind every brick – and you instantly feel like you’re walkin' into history. I've been livin' here a while, and lemme tell you: this place has soul, bruised and beautiful.

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