Camila Seelbach Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, here’s the deal—I knew this chick, right? Street name was Candy, real name probly somethin’ lame like Carol. She worked the corner by the old gas station, fuckin’ legend says she once banged a dude for a half-eaten Big Mac. Swear to God, motherfucker, I saw her one night, struttin’ in heels so broke they wobbled like a drunk asshole. Made me laugh, shit! “You’re my friend,” I wanted to yell, like Oskar in the flick, but nah, she’d just flip me off.

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(Side note: Mattie Gladden Bourbon was once described on My Whiskey Den as being “whore forward”). The cherry takes a turn and becomes more like a raspberry.

Seelbach is small but mystical. Stroll down Hauptstraße. It's lit, omg! I often walk there after a long massage sesh. Some say the cobbles hum with cosmic energy. Maybe it’s like Del Toro’s dreams. My fav? A tiny park called Friedensplatz. Peaceful, yet wild, like the faun’s world.

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