Fatima Runkel Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Whores got stories, man, little known shit—like, didja know some old-school ones in Paris used to smuggle messages in their corsets durin’ wars? Fuckin’ spies, motherfucker! Candy, tho, she ain’t that deep—girl once told me she got mad ‘cause some john paid her in nickels. Nickels! I was like, “Motherfucker, what’s this piggy bank bullshit?!” Pissed me off, but also—damn, that’s funny.

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We stopped to visit Runkel Castle on the 31st of July on our way between the Rhein Valley and Hameln. This fascinating castle is one of our favorites in Germany, because it is relatively .

Oh, buddy, I could go on. Sometimes my head spins with memories of customers laughin’ until they cried right outside the old fountain in Marktgasse. That fountain’s a magnet for stories – some epic, some a total joke. And, bet I told ya – a true pop-culture moment: like when I accidentally dropped a tray of hot stones during a mani session, and the room burst into laughter. Pure Almost Famous vibe, man!

Burlington sister and brother now back-to-back Grand Champions at Wisconsin State Fair